My Way

It has been some time since I took up a pen.
Maybe it’s time to write again.
Creating words of love and joy.
Happiness must fill this boy.
Everyone knows my love is forever.
I have written of it in many a letter.
Nothing could come between my love and I.
Nothing of course, except those deadly lies.
Of what you want, and who you are.
I was easily deceived from afar.
Even when truth I thought I had found,
Forever your lies were to abound.
Time will pass and my heart will mend.
I count my blessings for those I call friend.
I still believe that dreams may come true.
Only now I know that it is not you.
So tomorrow again I start a new day.
For this has always been my way.

Randy Lee
6/2/2004