TIMES

In quiet times I think of you, and the thought brings peace, serenity,
and beauty.

In noisy, confused times I think of you, and there is your beautiful
face, smiling, calming the confusion.

In happy times I think of you, and feel the touch of your heart and see the twinkle of your eyes.

In sad times I think of you, and your heart comes to me, full of compassion and hope.

In all my time alone , I think of you, you stir in my heart,
and I know I'm not alone.

In other times I think of you, and I cry; tears of joy at the wonder
of you; tears of sadness at being away from you; other times tears for
the pain you carry inside.

I long for the time, when I think of you, when, as in my heart,
you step into my arms, and I truly feel the wonder of you.

Until then, my thoughts are only thoughts, my dreams only dreams, and
my hope only hope....springing eternal.

An original poem by Ron Hanner
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Copyright 1999
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