Hand-in-Hand

The day was crafted from the finest thingsAnd fashioned for them both with equal careA boy with all the wind beneath his wingsAnd a girl with all the beauty God could spare

They walked a little pathway hand-in-handLaid before them by the hands aboveAsking not but beauty of the landAnd needing but serenity and Love

Until they came upon a second roadBranching ever slightly from their ownDeciding in the face of all forebodeWhich path to take into the sweet unknown

The boy looked down the road of greater aweAnd wondered what excitement there would beBut opting for the beauty that she sawThe girl looked down the road of ecstasy

So off they went upon their separate waysEach one engulfed in his or her affairThe boy was in the sunlight stealing raysAnd the girl was picking daisies for her hair

But soon the flowers faded where she stoodAnd he ran out of comfort in the sunAs each of them now vaguely understoodHow much they cared about the other one

“My path is full of intrigue” said the boyYet what I lack it never could provide“And mine is lined with happiness and joy”“Yet not enough,” the lonely girl replied

It was the other’s heart that each did missAnd both cried out the same whole-hearted prayerTo renew life before their parting kissAnd this time choose a path that they could share

But just as he was saddened with regretHe saw another trodden road was nearAnd she looked up as well to where they metAnd both raced forth and left a fallen tear

And when they met in heaven’s perfect lightWith hearts so filled with Love they could explodeThey kissed and promised always to hold tightWhenever they approached a branching road

And sure enough, the boy and girl did showThat Love that’s meant to be will always beAnd any path they choose, they’ll always knowThat hand-in-hand forever they will be