A Message.

It started with a yes, is that my message to me,

I waited and I waited for time itself to be free,

a message in a bottle a letter, a poem. all three,

I‘ve waited for many years for time itself to be, to come to me,

How long must one endure the wait must surely be soon,

Time itself stands still as I wait, for a message of love in full bloom,

Never to be lost to love as one forever. always to love and live ones life in time I endeavour,

The waiting s now over you always stayed close, to me a message was always there for me you loved the most. X