Love is like box of chocolates
Or at least that’s what I’m told
Our life is like poker
A hand we are dealt
My box is empty
My hand has lost
Children are a blessing
This is for sure
Passion is a rarity
This I know to well
My life is a puzzle
Some pieces are missing
My world is so small
I feel trapped
But all that can stay
So long as I can find you at the end of the day