Let's Talk About Love

I guess because it's summer and love is in the air, love came to my mind.  Now, I've got many thoughts on that subject and many poems I've written on that topic.  Love is, as was said, "A many Splendored Thing."   Cupids bow finds many a heart and pierces it with lasting love and it cuts many a heart in two.  It's all a part of life and a part of love.  Without love and pain, there is no life.  Better to have lived and loved than never to have loved at all.  Someone said that too.


Maybe some of you ladies can relate to this poem.
If it doesn't apply,
Pass it by.

Someday My Prince Will Come

©2011 by P. Newman-Harris

When I was a little girl of ten

I’d dream for hours on end

I had heard people say

Someday, a handsome prince would come and whisk me away.

Like any inquisitive little girl, I asked, “When will he come

And, how will I know he’s the one?”

The answer was always the same.

“I don’t know his name or where he’s from,

But someday, he will come.”
Had all the stories I heard as a child

Gone out of style?

Was the story still good

For a little girl growing up in the hood?

Was there a page of the story I had missed?

Did this prince even exist?

There was no prince to kiss me from my sleep

No glass slipper to place on my feet

No young lass handsome and fair

To climb the locks of my hair.

I couldn’t help but think how unfair it would be

If everyone had a prince but me.

So, one night I wished upon a star

In the hopes that the same star

I wished upon you would also see

And the light of that star would one day lead you to me.

You see, I do believe in fairy tales

And I believe that love never fails.

I know, someday, my prince will come

And all my dreams of love will come true.

What can I say, I’m a dreamer?

I'm not finished with this topic yet.   

Here's a song for all you dreamers