Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

A Different Kind of Love

By: Hal Shuford Gantt

Just how could all the others
say how our love should be?
For few have ever known love
like that which you share with me.
I dare say few will ever know
the heights to which our love goes,
up to that lofty sweet plateau
where only you and I e'er go.

The greatest comeback of all time,
this precious love of yours and mine
survived a decade of separation;
came back as from a short vacation.
When it came back, it came to stay,
as if it never went away.
through all those years we were apart
I kept you always in my heart

Who knows the powers of the mind;
sometimes when our thoughts were aligned
perhaps you came in as I slept,
and told me 'bout the love you kept.
I've told you 'bout my dreams before;
those nights you slipped in my heart's door,
and told me you weren't really gone;
that someday you would be back home.

I wonder if you really came,
or if you ever dreamed the same,
for if you did, like me, I'll bet
you woke up with your pillow wet.
Perhaps you looked among your things
until you found those wedding rings
and without thinking, put them on,
knew right then where you belonged.

How dare they tell us how love should be
with all this love between you and me.
No one could teach us more 'bout love
'cept maybe angels from above.
They say our love's a little different.
They'd teach us something they know not.
Our love is not a little diff'rent.
It's diff'rent... quite a lot.