Wartime Love

Wartime Love During war time, way back in the year ’44 To New York came the sweetest country girl Who met a young man who she became to adore He too was smitten and hope she’d be his pearl During the war years, they dated and played. There two hearts grew in love to become one. A marriage in heaven was to be made. They were blessed with a daughter and a son. Through sixty years the couple would delight. With a strong white fire love, burning true Enduring times that were both dark and light. Their precious love never turning into blue. My great-grandparents’ love I do admire For my life, it is the one I do desire.

The True Faces

The True Faces By night, part of her is black- tired and full of failure mysterious and lugubrious Sitting in the dark of midnight. Midnight- the time of night when all mysteries show their faces. But by day, she is red- full of passion love and romance But tonight is different, she is passionate and loving romantic and caring This is an altered feeling- A feeling from the heart- A feeling she hopes to endure for eternity.