Because hope is real
By D.B. Bain
True Love,
Kisses the wrinkles that appear on your brow,
It caresses the grey hairs that magically appear there,
It holds your hand when you’re at your weakest,
It’s your best friend,
When the slings and arrows of the world come flying your way,
When you’re at your lowest,
It picks you up,
True love is that one thing
That makes you smile
When all the world is not but grey clouds….
True Love,
Kisses the wrinkles that appear on your brow,
It caresses the grey hairs that magically appear there,
It holds your hand when you’re at your weakest,
It’s your best friend,
When the slings and arrows of the world come flying your way,
When you’re at your lowest,
It picks you up,
True love is that one thing
That makes you smile
When all the world is not but grey clouds….