IMPRINTS IN THE SAND

IMPRINTS IN THE SAND
By: Tyararr J. Jones

Is it too long for me to ask you to grow old with me and allow me to lead you hand in hand,
To love you, cherish you, listen to you, hold you, carry you when your footprints can no longer leave imprints in the sand? ....Bound by love.

I long for your face and love to be framed in every picture and canvas of my mind and beating heart,
I desire for you to be that priceless piece in my life's puzzle and in my life to always be a refreshing part. ....Bound by love.

To me you are a precious gem, a prized creation and special handiwork of God's divine plan,
As I pray for you, I ask God to help me to be to you a kind, faithful, honest, forgiving, disciplined, discerning, diligent and loving man. ....Bound by love.

O what joy you bring to me on this journey of life I daily tread,
Your name, your smile, your face, your voice, have a continual impression in my heart and in my head. ...Bound by love.

I hope you come to understand that how you are, what you do, the life music that you play,
Is the tune I long to be in my life, from this point on and every single day. ...Bound by love.

Time can not be controlled though I daily try to grasp it by the hand,
I stand as a man waiting to walk with you as we share this journey leaving our footprints in the sand. ...Bound by love.