if you asked me now what i wanted
i would say a kitchen window with a view
flowers on the table
and a pair of kind eyes laughing back at me across it
i had such a clear picture then
(or thought i had)
when i didn’t know much that mattered
and thought all this was easy
but love sometimes takes a different face
(and grace Himself came in unassuming form)
confounding all our expectations
but always, always something more
