Saturday, March 29, 2014

Poem # 3

Love has its strange quirks...
sometimes you wonder how you managed
to end up where you
are now in the
first place
or how you could be so
incredibly fortunate
to find
the person you did.
Sometimes
you have periods
of depression
where you wonder why that person
is putting up with you
and your moods.
But then a small thing will occur
and you remember that
you are loved
and needed
and you wonder why
you ever were depressed.
Love has its moods also.

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