A Flickering Flame
I wish I knew what I could say.
To you so I could have my way.
The prayer I prayed is slowly fading.
While you aren't sure and I am waiting.
Two hearts don't always see the same.
One goes all in, one plays the game.
The cards get dealt, somebody loses.
One say's ok, and one refuses.
Where does faith go as time goes on.
The hope I had seems all but gone.
And love becomes a tired dream.
As it is torn right from it's seam.
The last of cherry wine's been drank.
And with it our love boat has sank.
A sad ole love songs new refrain.
Of hopeful dreams that end in pain.
But maybe there is still a chance.
The two of us will get to dance.
Where both our hearts can find their way.
And remember that we both did pray.
Copyright © Leslie Albright | Year Posted 2018
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