Did arms reach out to hug you?
did words of love reach you?
did life the great teacher, teach you?
weren’t you a child once?
sitting on a swing
what did life bring
pictures moments of pleasure
in amongst the pain
the rain the sunlight
all caused your growth
you choose your choices
careering down a path
did you choose to laugh
and write love letters
to lovers and friends
we are all stories in the end
in the pages we turn
We learn.
The stars that burn
light our way but not as much as our hearts.