Something Called Love.....
The ever so often arguments,
Bring one to many tears,
But love brings no lament,
And lasts for many years.
Some say it will not last,
That it is only a phase,
And the lover now will be past,
Whether in a couple years, or a just few days.
Some say love lasts an eternity,
Saying "I love you" is held dear,
You always have the right to be,
And the right to be held near.
You aren't always sure
Never really positive,
All you know is your heart is pure,
And swear that the love will always live.
There are many people who are moonstruck,
Some many times, and others only a few.
Some call it good looks, and others call it luck.
But love will consume me as it will you.
I say that once true love is found,
It's hard to deny.
In every way we are bound,
I to you and you to I.
This is one thing I can be sure of.
It shields me from the everlasting knife.
It's something called love,
And I'll love you the rest of my life.
-Mandielynn
9/21/98
