No need to search high and low,
Keep your dreams, don't let them go.
The Lord is with you, He will show,
He's there for you, just take things slow.
Don't give up hope, and don't despair,
A true love really isn't that rare.
I'm sure you'll find someone who will care,
And a life with him you will share.
He's out there my friend, so don't lament,
No need to create or invent.
A perfect man, a perfect gent,
Quit putting yourself through this torment.
So many paths you've traveled down,
And yet you reach for higher ground.
Striving to bring those around,
So they will know just what you've found.
The gift of love you share each day,
Extending your hand, showing the way.
A radiance you do convey,
Just be patient, hear what I say.
A man will see your beauty therein
And to you, his love, He will send.
Your broken heart will start to mend,
And the lives of two will begin.
Chee Chee Martin © 2007
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