Lora Colon

Silver Star - 3,728 Points (26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

I Call It Love - Poem by Lora Colon

We forgive your indiscretions,
Me and the Lord above;
Some say that's just foolishness,
But I call it Love

I see a child of feeble strength,
Though others see a man;
Stumbling and falling along the way,
Always reaching for my hand

You spread your wings and try to fly,
But the current brings you back;
I'm always there to pick you up,
Providing the strength you lack

The laws of love are strange, indeed,
What am I thinking of?
Suffering heartache and despair,
Some say it's courage - I call it Love

And some say it's just foolishness,
And I'll leave when I've had enough;
But I know I'll always be here for you,
And I'll always call it Love!


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Comments about I Call It Love by Lora Colon

  • Freshman - 774 Points Juan Olivarez (8/22/2013 4:58:00 PM)

    Powerful poem. Somebody of our age will agree with it. The youngsters will toss in the towel. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,250 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (8/12/2013 2:30:00 AM)

    wonderfully conveys the strength of a lover.

    for god's sake, hold your tongue, and let me love (John Donne) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,943 Points Khairul Ahsan (8/11/2013 12:25:00 PM)

    You've rightly called it love. Amazed at the definitions of love you have exemplified. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,362 Points Tiku . (8/11/2013 11:39:00 AM)

    very nice. a sweet defination of love.like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 13, 2013


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