The distant horizon like feelings from your heart,

As if all love in life has frozen like a painting of art.

Reminiscing in time, love was given with care,

Now a spirit type feeling, no one sees you are there.

All time in life seems to pass you by,

Locked between two worlds, with tears as you cry.

All the words of love they said from the start,

Your only wish in time, their love came from their heart.

By John E. Mingo Sr