About the Poem
True love will always find a way. Patience to wait for the right one is often neglected. This will lead to a lifetime of that "something missing" feeling preventing the total surrender of ones heart'.
Wandering Soul |
| by Pauline Hamblin |
| Wandering soul, lost in the night. Searching helplessly, a welcome light. When I saw you, I then knew. It was my heart, guiding you. Reaching out, we became as one. Lost no more, our search is done. At home at last, your arms I seek. Peace at last, I am complete. |
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