Always Is a Long, Long Time
Always, in our little lifespan, sounds so long, and it can
Surely seem that way when love dies. Is there a woman or a man
On this journey who hasn't said "always" somewhere along the way?
Now, if that first bloom of love only grew more profound along the way,
That always would seem to be a brief interlude. We'd like it to last
as our forever on this earth. Why can't we love in this concept so vast?
Maybe a few are lucky enough to find that relationship. God bless!
And God have mercy on those who get disappointed with so much less.
In an imperfect world, there are no guarantees - just promises that die
Long before the marriage does. With that, we can only grieve and ponder why.
When we promise "always," we truly mean it; few just plain lie.
Some linger in an "always" that fades away. They're left with a sad, long sigh.
Lucile I. Burke
January 9, 2001
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