Steve's journey
commenced, before the coming of youth.
A thousand years ago, for it seems
like the truth.
Hope bright and fresh, just like this spring
bloom.
With ambitious hopes, that to arrive would come soon.
To
travel life's journey, along this difficult way.
To search out your love,
each and every day.
This pathway does twist, and turn away.
To travel
onwards, and search as I may.
A lifetime ahead, each day new and
raw.
As I travel this world, your soul to explore.
To feel the warmth
radiate, from the smile on your face.
Searching for your love, if your
heart has a place.
Steve's journey has lasted, for so many
years.
This pathway wet, with a million tears.
Walking the miles,
underfoot is this grass.
"Feeling your colours", a love that will
last.
Steve's journey continues, with renewed vigour and
hope.
With life's disappointments, we all must cope.
A journey so
long, as we weave through these trees.
Exhausted I am, and brought to my
knees.
Soft tones of your voice, encourages each mile.
Rejuvenates
my spirit, to search out your smile.
To continue this search, till we
embrace face to face.
Come, to share a life, and with it this
place.
There is only one way to say.
"I Love You". .
.
But there are thousands of ways to
demonstrate.
Enjoy . Steve . Aka . "The Old Sea Dog" . 1999
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An original created by "This Steve"
Simply Steve
