Here is a poem to true love
this poem will not rhyme
there will be no full moons or serenades
this poem will be read with a snack
watching TV out loud.
This poem will slowly fade with
the coming of dementia
until it's remembered each day
for it's heart will be of compassion
snoring loudly by your side.
Thought this poem is long and often boring
and no one can sing this grey monster out
still, you will love me for writing it
because that's what true love is about.
Comments about this poem (True love by I.J. Benjamin )
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