~ My True Love ~

The eyes of love that sparkle,
Sometimes wasted in younger years,
Are often times reflected more,
From times of sharing through our tears.

The love that surrounds all of us,
When we are young and love is new,
Can learn a lot of lessons,
As together, each day we go through.

So even though we are older now,
And we may not look the same,
The beauty lies within the heart,
Where each beat echoes our true love's name.

Karen Bunker
© August 26, 2007