Where the Hearts Meet

Its beauty shines,
like painted stained glass,
high above the pews on Sunday morning.

Ambition gleams,
determined to find the way,
through the twists and turns in life,
our destiny.

Struggles are faced,
overcome;
halting us in our tracks,
the burning force within,
will never die out.

Our connection,
woven together,
an impenetrable force;
together we are one.





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