True Love

A Poem by Zypy Kirubi

And now I deem true,
        Your guess as good as mine,
             That which goes a long way,
                    Faint at first, growing stronger, greater w/ time.
                          That which washes away vague unpleasantness.
                     And slowly drowns fear or pretense.
                       That which smothers resentfulness,
              And make past 'promised', 'duped' n 'deserted' memories obliterate.
          That which has patience in finding cause, when ruined
     And allows chance to put things right.
That which so much hangs on it,