True Love Poem by James Davis

A time will come when 2 people become one
Just like air he/she will be a necessity
Sometime you cannot choose whether you win or loose some1 close to you
Many loves are lost both minor and strong weirdly shaped like the oblongs
You'll know when you find that true love
when it comes you will die but be reborn in your own eyes
You'll live and know that your satisfied
No fence is too high no valley is too low
wind rain sleet or snow you'll be happy to know that your in love