What Comes of Tomorrow

"Dear friend, I pray that you may enjoy good health and that all may go well with you, even as your soul is getting along well." 3 John 1:2

Joy is what fills the heart which holds within the mysteries of a friend,
A passion unknown unto words,
Within them fall the tears of all things we endure as one,
And from our eyes diamonds fall,
So precious every one.
Dear within, the memories they caress with sorrow,
And gather them today, for what may come of tomorrow.
Priceless...ever are these moments that I spend with the one so dear to my heart,
Comforting to know that you are near and always there for me..
Yet there comes a day when I see the eagle soar
And feel within my heart...a passion so much more,
As I stand beside you when that gleam glows in your eyes,
What comes of tomorrow...
My friend's lost paradise.
And though a distant barrier wells up within your heart..
Standing beside you on that road to paradise
We said our farewells and weep,
Knowing we must compromise,
And so I hold you close and whisper in your ear,
Please take with you these memories.
Then from my eyes, my tears.