Seed Grows
4 June, 2004
Author: Del
My love for your is sincere, my dear.
Never doubt it for a minute.
Not one hour of a day goes by,
When thoughts of you aren't in it.
Our love started with a tiny seed,
Which slowly grew and grew.
Will it grow forever, dear?
I wish I really knew.
.
Nothing will last forever.
Of that we are aware.
Many of us love and lose,
No matter how much we care.
While love is here, enjoy it.
Keep that fire in your heart.
Give that seed your loving care,
And it won't ever want to depart.
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| Tarna (4.227.41.117) -- Thursday, June 10 2004, 02:47 am It is strange how much we think about those we love. Once again you have written a masterpiece. Good poem Del... |
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