GONE GONE BOTH HITHER & YON
LOOKING , SEARCHING FOR THAT ELLUSIVE ONE
MAYBE HERE OR MAYBE THERE
DOES NOT MATTER, WHY DO I CARE
TIS ONE OF THOSE THINGS THAT FATE BE THE RULER
TO NOT BE THE CHOOSER SEEMS UNFAIR EVEN CRUELIER
BUT NOT A QUANDRY IT NARE SHALL BE MINE
FOR I UNDERSTAND THAT THE POWERS DEVINE
MAKE ALL THESE CHOICES WITH THIER OWN GRAND PLAN
TO REAP GOOD AND SEW GOOD,DO THE BEST THAT ONE CAN
IS ALL WE MERE MORTALS SHOULD HOPE TO ASPIRE
SO WHEN TIS OUR TURN WE SHALL LOVE AND INSPIRE
THE GIFT THAT THEY SEND, WHOM EVER IT BE
THE VALUE IS THE GIFT , I DO HOPE YOU SEE
I SHALL HONOR THIER CHOICE WHEN MY TURN IS HERE
IVE WAITED SO LONG THRU THE LAUGHTER & TEARS
TO NOT FEEL THE BLESSING THIS TIME, WOULD BE WELL BEYOND BOLD
FOR SOME NEVER CATCH THE SHOOTING STAR I AM TOLD
I SHALL NOT WANT, OR COVET...NORE BE WEARY
FOR WHEN TIS MY TURN THE DAY SHALL BE CHEERY
MY HOPE & GREATEST WISH IS TO BE TOTALLY AWARE
THAT NOW IT IS MY TURN, TO FEEL TENDERNESS & CARE
I WILL KNOW THAT IT IS HIM, & HE SHALL KNOW ME
TIS THE WAY IT IS WRITTEN, ITS BEEN ALWAYS MEANT TO BE...............


~wicked~

Good write!

I must admit, I was a little distracted by the caps, but it had good rhyme, and good rhythem, so I applaud you.

Very nice. A spell incited from the heart of a soul for sure.