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There He Is


Ever since I was a teen,

I hoped and dreamed to one day find him.

As I slept we traveled and danced,

But awake my chances seemed very slim.

Was this wrong, could it be, to not know, to not see?

I wished on candles to meet him anywhere anytime,

Each birthday passed without as much as a glimpse

Could being in love with a stranger be such a crime?

I thought of him often and spoke of him too.

One day it happened. I found him down the street

I froze in place, not able to move or breathe.

I could hear my heart; I could hear my heart beat.

It deafened me as I tried to speak

He shook my hand and I tripped on my feet.

Today it’s different; I’ll give you one guess, this chance, this quiz

My future is great, my future can't be beat

As I turn the corner to walk down the aisle, I look up... and there he is.

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