Time Will Come
All this time has come and gone.
I can't help but wonder when my time will come.
The days drag on, I'm all alone.
I search and search but it's never done.
Will I ever find that speacial soul?
Who'll love me through and make me whole.
I need then now.
I'm feeling blue.
I need their love to pull me through.
I'm feeling weak from this endless search.
I pray to God to end this hurt.
I'll continue on despite the pain,
to find the love my soul to gain.
I'll find you soon, I hope this day.
So I can show you the greatest joys we praise.
poem by Michael McParland
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