Fate's Cruel Hand

In the distance lay a lot of miles
That you and I must travel
Falling tears on persistent smiles
As lonely years unravel

A mile we walk, then two or three
While minutes morph to hours
I wait for you and you for me
Amid life's faded flowers

Soul to soul and heart to heart
Despite the gulf between
Always near though far apart
Love's embers burn unseen

It rarely runs as smooth as planned
But ever on we sail
Until that day when fate's cruel hand
No longer writes our tale

(For my Angel, who's far away from me)

Drabble published June 10, 2015 02:26

Richard Charles Davidson almost 9 years ago

Awesome! Really , really good. So much good here. Life's faded flowers.
Christopher almost 9 years ago

Thank you so much, Richard, for your kind words.

Anna, you have a wonderfully unique way of summing up my thoughts while beautifully adding your own to them. Fantastic.
Neville Hunt almost 9 years ago

What a lovely piece. Thanks.
Christopher almost 9 years ago

Thank you, Neville.
Peter Henderson about 6 years ago

WOW.. marvelous piece of poetry, I'm envious at how well you have formed it.
Christopher over 5 years ago

Thanks, Peter.