Thirty-eight Years Later

With great anticipation
I awaited the day
That my love was going to come and take me home
The first part of my life
Was spent in Massachu
Now Iowa would be where I would roam

With great expectation
We drive those many miles
Knowing God was guiding all the way
Now thirty-eight years later
Our love is still alive
And life keeps getting better day by day

 

 

 

In response to the daily prompt Expectation

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