Heather P Wilson
Yearning For Love
Always at the ready
With a helping hand to guide,
He set himself a standard
As each step he took with pride.

Others he watched over
Loved his endearing smile,
His kind words spreading happiness
When he lingered for a while.

Each day he did his best
Whichever way he turned
So gentle, kind, and caring,
But for love that dear man yearned.

Many had no idea
He spent his evenings all alone,
His only human contact
At the end of a cold, uncaring phone.

Then she was there,
So distressed and shy,
Sat alone in the park
He felt helpless, as he watched her cry.

In an instant they connected
Her sad story soon was told,
Now they are together
As many happy years unfold.

Their love grows stronger
With every passing day,
Her broken heart was soon repaired
He sent loneliness on its way.