Hand In Hand

Hand In Hand Some say love is like a river that flows both wide and deep. I say love is like the dreams that find you when you sleep. They can't be called or summoned and from them you can't hide. They can't be chained or bound or forever kept inside. Dreams like love will call on you as if by their own will. Love like dreams will follow you the way it follows still. Dreams drift through the shadows and sometimes frighten you. But none of them more frightening than finding love that's true. Like childhood days and childhood ways after innocence is lost. Losing love and shattered dreams are all part of the cost. Dreaming dreams of love so sweet and loving what we dream. Somewhere calling out our name we hear our own heart scream. Love like dreams and dreams like love one day we'll understand. Together for forever the two walk hand in hand. Edwin C Hofert