Is it meant to be?

The clear blue sky

a walk on the beach

That warm summer night

we never planned to meet

The water cool

our feet were bare

the wind blew softly

through our hair

All I can think about is you

Do you love me, love me true?

Is it real or just a fling

Love is not a simple thing

it grows and grows

and never ends

If it truly does begin?

You held me, held me tight

I always felt that you were right

But I'm confused

and so are you

Are we meant to join as two

(c) 1989 by Heidi Collins