Someone had a hand in it.....
Long before we knew....
Now I just can't believe ..you're in my life...
Heaven is smiling down on me......
As I look at you tonight.......
And I tip my hat.... to the keeper of the stars
He sure knew what he was doing ....
When he joined these two hearts......
Midi = Keeper of the Stars
How does a poem begin?..
Is it deep within the heart.....
Or a notice taken..in the twinkling of an eye?...
Is it in the breath of Springtime.....
Or a September's dewy morn?......
Is it in the throats of laughing children.....
In a cloud brust...over the mountain's range...
Is it in a single leaf....as it tumbles to the ground..
Showing of it's colors...gold, red and brown.....
All things past and present...the dreams of tomorrow..
It's life's events with all emotions ... showing...
Is where a poem begins.....Carter/97
