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The Opportunity Heard

I heard you
Last night
When you said
You loved me
But needed to
Protect your Heart

I heard you
Last night
When you said
You wanted children
And someone to be
Eighty years old with

I wonder what
You really heard
When I said
“I love you”
And if you know
Who I am

For I think we are
The same age
– You and me
You, older than your years
And me, younger
Than mine

Everything you have
Been through –
All the loss
All the tragedy
All the stories
Have aged you

Beyond your years
Beyond your tears
And have brought you
To a place
Few will see
Before fifty or sixty

Thoshutterstock_60176080(1)se Memories
Are who you are
They define your
Passion and heart
And wants and
Needs

 

And they may best
Be heard
By someone who has
Lived, loved, lost
As you have
Lived

Angry words from
Young lovers
Are like shouts of
Anguish
– they do not know
Can not feel
What you feel

And that Moving
Finger will write
Over and over
Until you find
Someone who has seen
And lived as you

I have lived
Loved
And lost
Everything
More than once
And yet –

I have survived
Like you but not
Like you because
I never really loved
Because I was never
Really loved

It took me until now
To find my Heart
My voice
My courage
My vision
Of who I am and –

Reborn – who I can be
To another
“Fair, kind and true”
– Caring more about you
Then I do about
Me for all my Days

Inside we are the same –
I want to belong to
One person
Father another
And grow old
With my love

Outside
We are different
For I will certainly
Grow old
Before my
Love will die

The question becomes
How many times
Real love will find us
And where we will
Be when
It does –

And knowing that Life
Comes in the form of
Opportunities
Which are easy
to recognize
– once they have been wasted