WHEN WE’RE GREY N’ OLD

The day of freedom has set finally

The day of love shines in my heart

When we’re grey n’ old

my J*- we shall remember

We shall remember sunny day

we wanted something more from life

Here we have it!

If you’d like I’ll show you the world

with all His deeds indeed

You’ll beg for more- I know you will

I am cutting this green pumpkin

for

for love yet green

therefore

Ft. Love has fallen!

Freedom for always and forever there is now

Overproduction of thoughts there is to be found

Not clear still!?

Let’s do

the holy  work of love

Angels are watching over us

They won’t let us fall

ever

again

ever again

Stop with this nonsense, I say!

Right away

Do this

New page- new is gone

I will make this work somehow

He knows that

and has faith in me

in us both He believes

Would you marry me?

I know you would

But- should you

break with love?

Break me in half with your sacred love

J*

Are you with me?

Or without me you through the world?

*Brand new poem. Except the title, which is about a month old.