Heavens made love and hope,
Angels sing and a sweeter coat.
People believe that mates are made,
People believe of such fates.

Younger still was oblivious,
Various souls made so cautious.
An array of souls displayed,
Love is always young not fade.

Ends are not always,
Never leaving here you stay.
Time goes on but the sense is strong,
In a heart you’ll live so long.

Nothingness yet meaningful,
Ever so understanding to a fool.
Something sacred made with no tool,
Does it need to get taught in school?

Arrangements of Heaven is not seen,
Yesterday was only where we’ve been.
Into the future where we begin,
Love you, marks new beginning.