Plans

So many plans made forgotten in time,

from growing up to how many kids we’d have.

What a change that befalls us in each day,

tears spilt love giving the same.

Remember when it was all but a dream,

the closeness we always knew we’d feel.

It was always about us being who we are,

in painful silences to the passion I our hearts.

You had a list made of things we might do,

never for a moment could we predict the outcome.

When did we get this old, how did this happen,

memories are all that is left of those days.

So much more is this we have now inside,

in my blood I beat my heart just for you.

No list can make my love grow for you,

you are the reasons I learned life at all.

In our passing by this time has made its own,

checking the box for a love lived this way.

Yearning for solitude together we stand,

take my hand, here’s my heart, my love is yours.

Our checklist is complete.







Johnny Newell