Real Romance

When a child is born,

a little one will follow.

Years roll by, Ocean Waves!

Trees will blow,

Storms will rage,

Rain will pour,

will age wane?

Pain runs deep,

a Well will fill,

positive, creative, real,

bizarre.

Your mind can save,

not wired the same.

Normal? Insane?

Crazy May;

be not so bad.

Look up! See!

a Sight of Love.

Desire will show,

to maintain such stance.

Bright bulb, a flash

of real romance.

K.A.P.

6/15/2009