Where light is found,
so shall the shadows be
Like a soprano to His alto,
a carrot to Her pea
Beasties-Forever
Kindred Spirits, definitely
Unbeknownst, We had begun a
predestined endeavor
One He'd already written
in Our Heaven
An opposite to attract,
could it be?
A push, a pull,
superficially, so visibly?
You
Found Me, before I found You
Me
All grown up, yet lost before I knew
Yet thinking back,
Saved, thru and thru
Indivisible, perpetual
if only We'd knew
Summarily disassociated
we did become
Broken and shattered
Heads up because IT did matter
To save the Other
Had been His plan
Because here We are
Hand-in-Hand
By: MaryBethHicks-kbh
• JPW Wilkers, Artistical Consultant
June 25, 2020
Revised: July 30, 2020 ©
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