The Quest of the Heart
Long ago in times of old there was a young man
Searching and planning for the quest for his heart
He looked over and under and far away
He kept searching for that one beat to keep his heart beating
As years passed and as he aged his thoughts disappeared
His quest for his heart could not be found sad he became
Working everyday as a farmer he had no one but his horse
Isabel his horse was called a proper and fine name
As he had to go into town to pick up supplies, Isabel his horse
Needed new shoes but Isabel was not happy and bolted away
As he called for Isabel for her return he heard a sweet voice yell
Yes, I am Isabel she said may I help you? He looked in awe
He could not believe his eyes as he went to talk to her
He tripped over a rock, with a grin she smiled and looked away
They talked and talked and then one day they married but
Isabel his horse was never to be found so he has always just loved
One, Isabel at a time
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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