The Journey

The Journey

Our path meanders through a changing wood.
The way is worn; the passage has been long.
I would not stray from this path if I could
for in my heart I know that I belong.

The forest path was new when first I trod
alone but with adventure in my soul.
Along the way you joined me. I thank God
for with you by my side I became whole.

The leaves have turned and autumn has arrived.
I know that winter can’t be far behind.
Yet, with each step I somehow feel revived.
Each day’s a blessing with our hearts entwined.

Walk close with me until the journey’s end.
You are my strength, my lover, and my friend.

An Round 10 entry for "WFTH Poetry Contest - ON HIATUS " 
Prompt: Love
Form: English Sonnet ~ or Shakespearean sonnet has three quatrains and a couplet for a total of 14 lines. The rhyme is abab cdcd efef gg. This form is written in iambic pentameter.