love

love

A Poem by Julie Plont

love is like alot of things

like the seasons...It constantly cchanges

like clay... it can take any form or shape

but the feeling that its gives you

is a one of a kind

you never know what your gonna get till it happens

when that magical moment happens, you just are in awe

like you're suprised

because you never thought it would happen to u

it feels as if time has stopped when ever you think of them

love is a wierd thing

it is not certain unless

you believe in it

and are willing to fight for it

love is worth the wait

 

© 2008 Julie Plont


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Ah, the perplexing feelings of love. No one can truly describe how it occurs, how others fall in love, but one thing is certain, people feel happy, content. 'Love is a weird thing', that much is very true; love is also amorphous, just like every other emotion we humans have. Nice poem.

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Julie Plont
Julie Plont

carlton, GA