My search for love, not quite yet done
Yet my heart feels like its on the run
Looking for something I'm not ready for
Time to love, I'm not quite sure
I gaze upon lifes long track
Bumpy and rigid yet surely in tack
I see love down the road, while I squinch my eyes
So I'm picking up speed, my goal on the rise
Years will come before love is obtained
So I'll stick through life's snow, sleet, and rain
Michael Henson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wandering-heart/
