True Loves Call


True Loves Call by: K. M. R. Daley
wrote this poem in 2002 for a poetry contest.  I won 3rd place for all the sophomore's.

True loves call
Is hard to hear,
Hard to see,
Hard to understand.

When the wind blows
the trees shake.
You hear a whisper
through the trees,
That's when you realize
You're true love's in me.

True loves call
Is hard to hear,
Hard to see,
but if you listen
It's always there.

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