I took a drive down 
Memory lane yesterday 
I parked by the house 
Where you used to live 
I walked up the drive 
That you used to sweep 
And across the lawn 
That you used to keep. 
I took notice that 
It's been awhile since 
The paint peeled off 
Of your picket fence. 
As I absently sanded 
Loose flecks from the wood 
I thought things I shouldn't 
I thought things I could. 
For I've wanted your love 
Since the time we first spoke 
Both before and then after 
Your heart was twice-broke. 
I'm stirred, wet, and willing 
To help spread a fresh coat 
So let's don overalls, 
Grab a roller and brush 
And paint the fence slowly 
With firm strokes unrushed, 
Then build a new house 
Where we both can live 
A safe haven that two 
Loving hearts can give, 
For it's been too long 
Since either of us shared 
A bright, shiny picket fence. 

I thought things I shouldn't 
I thought things I would: 
If you said to me, 
"It's not meant to be" 
I'd say back to you, 
"Let destiny through" 
And still go on praying 
My dream would come true, 
Unless you made certain 
It couldn't be with you. 
In which case, 
I'd have to learn 
To separate the two: 
Place the dream itself 
Apart from ones of you, 
Yet go on believing 
Even if separately 
That we each deserve 
To have a beautiful 
White picket fence 
With someone. 

©Soulstar2000