Promised Land

Her confused thoughts reeling
not sure of her feelings
anxious and scared
afraid of love shared,

Peoples thoughts matter
all just idle chatter
no one really there
afraid to care,

Twice shy once bitten
though pure heart is smitten
leap of faith to take or a
true love forsake,

Can we love and live
shall her heart to give
a chance to have it all
afraid of her My Paul,

Take his hand again love
and risk more pain or
run and hide away afraid
of a new day,

Come and take my hand
be lead to a new land a land
where our loves pure together
for ever more..............I'm trying honey.