America's Template & Memorial Superstore

When dreams come close together
And whisper gentle thoughts
We tend to see reality
In ways that few are taught
We're reaching for the answers
Like blind men in a storm
To know again the feelings
We've known to be so warm
Exuberance unbounding
It takes your breath away
The drama of the moment
And words we've yet to say
Compunction stands behind us
A figment of the past
While dreams of times eternal
Are visible at last
–Robert Langley