Steadfast desire
For ultimate good-
Not an empty fire
That burns some wood,
True love means thriving
On a genuine purpose
Not emotional passing
That sighs in repose.
When illness and age
Shall plague the days
And enters the stage
When Life ebbs away
True love stands solid
And strength it accords
Proven by the deeds
And not just by words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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True love stands solid - very true words Cythia, a great poem, well written.