By; ALBERTO LAMBITO
There was love, no where to be found
lost by time, age had surmount,
the love like an iron cast, buried down,
rust leeched at the surface by time.
but inside still solid as new.
Decade past, enduring the adversity of nature,
the element stayed strong, hoping to be polished soon
waiting for someday, to be found by same someone
and by reason of fate, the time had come.
The Fate of time, the surf of the web,
A familiar name, suddenly appeared in the screen
the heart begun to beat so fast,
the first hello, trembled in the key pad,
then yes, the solid cast shone as it surfaced in the sand
There was love, no where to be found
lost by time, age had surmount,
the love like an iron cast, buried down,
rust leeched at the surface by time.
but inside still solid as new.
Decade past, enduring the adversity of nature,
the element stayed strong, hoping to be polished soon
waiting for someday, to be found by same someone
and by reason of fate, the time had come.
The Fate of time, the surf of the web,
A familiar name, suddenly appeared in the screen
the heart begun to beat so fast,
the first hello, trembled in the key pad,
then yes, the solid cast shone as it surfaced in the sand
