Patricia Panos

My Love

How do I describe to thee
A feeling more than the eye can see
As bright as the sun it may be
If not, let it be the end of me
As true as life that you can see
This is how it’s meant to be
Rooted like a standing tree
My love for thee
Will always be free.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 14, 2009

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