poem

People pray,
they even fast
Hoping that their faith will last
As they seek in hopes to find
One unique, honest  and kind
People search for a sign
From above, a love divine
Once upon a cheerful time
life had rhythm and a rhyme
people search for a happiness
And like a thief in the night
Cupid shot love to sight
I wasn’t searching, but i knew
That was you
And it was fate
hopefully