I wrote this poem a few years ago when I was first falling in love with my husband. I changed it a little. I hope you all enjoy it.
LIKE A BARBEQUED PRETZEL IN SOME CHEAP B-GRADE AMERICAN FILM by Lynda Gray
just heard a song
as I drove down the road
a song of faith and a song of hope and
a tune just like you
just heard of the ills of the twentieth-first century
and fast food
just heart my heart beating
When I thought of you in a frame
in my head and with a memory and
in my soul
just heard your voice
and called your name
and with you near me
faith is here again.