OF A DIFFERENT KIND
One day people will talk
About our love
They'll use it as a guide

One day they'll say we glimpsed
Heaven above
On angels wings we glide

But you are just a legend
And I live in my mind
So if this is love
It is of a strange kind

But it has led to poetry
My spirit it revives
Perhaps one day the telling of it
Will brighten their lives
© 2001 by Michael J. Farrand