There's something I find,
in being with you,
that is lost to me elsewhere.
The surety of your step, beside mine.
The certainty in your voice, when you speak to me.
The passion behind your eyes, that touches my soul.
All these that take our friendship
steps beyond our dreams,
past surety and certainty
both, to a realm of faith.
All these things, and more,
I find in being with you.
Unknown 1999
Cheryl's Poetry
Copyright © 1999-2000 by Cheryl Dobbins