By William Spell
Love is not lost The way keys are lost, Leaving you unable to unlock doors Or lock the one behind you. Love is not lost The way your phone is lost Needing another to make it ring So it will reveal its hiding place. Love is not lost The way your glasses are lost Leaving you unable to focus Or see where you are going. Love is not lost The way you get lost Without a map or compass, Asking strangers where you might be. Love is not lost The way light is lost At the end of a long summer day Leaving you waiting for tomorrow’s dawn. Love is not lost The way truth is lost Obscured by misconception, Warped by what you want it to be. Love is not lost The way time is lost, Slipping quietly into the past, Fading as memories do. Love abides. Love endures. Love lives. Love is not lost.
4 thoughts on “Love Is Not Lost”
Beautiful, current, and heartfelt !!❤️
Thank you, Laurie!
Thoughtful, relevant, hopeful, true! Line 4 packs a lot of truth and thinking…
Thank you, Donna!