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What Is LoveWhat is love but a journey that we all seem to take and we live and we learn by each heartfelt mistake. Its joy and it's sadness dreams when we sleep feelings in all directions that run oh so deep. It's a road that never ends just turnouts here and there with road blocks and stop signs that doesn't seem fair. sometimes happy ever after or just a tragic the end there's wisdom to be gained around each curve and bend. So when you find love and times passing fast slow down and savor make each moment last. by...Debbie Rogers "c"2004 all rights reserved Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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