MEANING OF TRUE LOVE
True love is as a river of pure water flowing free,
It is as deep as the mighty oceans that we can see,
Delicate as the snowdrop that blooms in early spring,
Strong as the great oak from where many birds do sing.
True love is a precious gift that grows more every day,
It is that hand that is there to help along the rough way,
The bright ray of sunshine where the clouds hang low,
The eternal bond that is strong everywhere you go.
True love improves with age, is better as time goes by,
As hand in hand you strive together for your home on high,
Comfort and contentment with a peace within each heart ,
With that special kind of feeling of not ever wanting to part.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 12 February 2004