Oh Love, dear Love
I was so young
when we first met
but now, so many years
later
I have to ask
Was it really you?
Oh Love, dear Love
you danced with me
in my twenties
but the music stopped
and the lights dimmed
Are you always so
fleeting?
Oh Love, dear Love
you placed a ring upon
my finger
in my thirties
gave me the gift of
life
in a beautiful girl
I see so much of you in
her
Oh Love, dear Love
Why did I mistake you
in my forties
for only imposters
Yet now I am wiser
I find you daily within
myself
Oh Love, dear Love
you are indeed elusive
within another
What makes you come and
go?
Only a traveller in my
life
it seems
Oh Love, dear Love
Who are you
that I seek?
Will you ever step from
the shadows
into the light of my
moon
and walk into eternity
with me?
Oh Love, dear Love
no matter how many
times
I mistake you for
another
I will continue to feel
your strength
to trust and to believe
that you are coming
home
(c) Dianne Traynor 10
January 2013
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