Our families do not understand.
They want us to walk apart.
They hate the love we share.
Their prayers have become our nightmare.
We still don’t have a plan.
The love gods are laughing at us.
My friend likes to see me smile.
I am glad for a fearless laugh.
The days we spend with each other
are worth the difficult times.
As I pray for our life with each other,
I find that the hope for us grows and grows.
W. Wayne B.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
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