The Foretelling

When I was just a little boy
It was told to me
You’ll one day find a prize in life
It was told to me
Like some mystic prophesy
When I was a little boy

And as I grew and became a man
I kept my eyes open
Afraid I’d miss the chance
Miss the magic
I kept my eyes open
Searching for that gift anywhere I can
As I grew and became a man

And then one day it happened
I was made to see
Soft and warm
Cunning and carefree
I was made to see
That one day when it happened
When she came as foretold to me

5-9-09