If you’re lucky enough to fall in love…to have love enter your life…
from your parents, your friends your relatives, your partner or your wife…
Once you have been blessed …and that seed of love is planted
you cherish every moment……you take not a thing for granted.
For over the years there is a truth…a lesson about love that you’ve learned:
how it feels wonderful it when you give it…and even more wonderful when it’s returned..
And you truly believe that this feeling will forever be extending
never giving a thought that your love story has an ending.
You get so involved in love
in its mystery, its excitement and it’s laughter
that you think the only way your fairy tale will end
is happily ever after.
But when someone you love stops loving you
when they say they’ve had enough
or when a loved one dies…or for whatever the reason
the road turns from smooth…to rough
you find yourself crying and moaning
and you hope
and you wish
and you pray…
because in your heart you know that fairy tales
aren’t supposed to end this way.
Then somehow with the help of your friends,
your siblings, your father and your mother
you discover the end of one fairy tale
can be the beginning of another.
So you jump on your white horse
and with your injured soul
and your heart in need of mending
you turn to the next page of your Fairy Tale…
in search of your happy ending.
My Horse
Used to be a beautiful black stallion, now a bit time worn. This was an excellent prescription for survival. I kept saying "yes" as I read, remembering the love lost, the courage found to seek my elusive Nirvana. Off again today, searching with hope apocket and a halo of curiosity atilt over the questing head. Mounted on Old Shoe, I plod once more up road. ~ Lady A~