Another Time My Love

Eyes light yet darkly lashed,
call to my heart of regrets.
Love that won't rest in the past,
rising to a place none forgets.

Quick the mind's eye,
to gather pieces of you,
and tenderly resurrect.
Years have flown by,
but my heart speaks true,
paying you quiet respect.

You are there now,
where true love waits,
with laurels that n'er crumble.
To us the hands of time will bow,
and fate will become humble.

Our love that was torn,
by deeds and men,
wears no less shining gild.
Yet rises like sun,
on a cloudless morn,
where it waits to be fulfilled.

"Tis true to haved love and lost
is far better than to have never.
Memories worth more than cost,
Another Time My Love ,
always and forever.

by Kimarie Manhart-Freeman