Stranger In My Heart Poem by keith brown

Stranger in my heart


Seventy five years,
Eighteen months apart,
So much closer then to the
Stranger in my heart

Fifteen,our first goodbye
We stood stood aboard heartbreak's ship
Tried hard not to cry,
We where so much younger then, we stood
Tall and proud,
All the things we might or should have said
Never spoken out aloud, for
Fate had write a play for us where
Each must play a part, the
distance then grew greater from
The stranger in my heart.

Time has wove a different path, for each of us to tread
Fates provides no dialogue,
nothing's heard - nothing's said
We found a fork in our road, a place where we must part
The distance ever greater from
The stranger in my heart

We see the world through different eyes, you and me
Our brotherhood of man, never meant to be, yet!
Fate? opportunity? on the stage we played our part
We'll never know what might have been
Dear stranger in my heart

Seventy five years
Eighteen months apart
The distance now a chasm from
The strange in my heart