Hard Times Turn Into Love

We fell in love when we were young
Thinking our lives have just begun
We thought that marriage was a start
To join both of our lonely hearts
We found a place to call a home
Trying to survive on our own
We always did the best we could
In our run down neighborhood
You would never see a frown
When we wore our hand me downs
Eating bread and peanut butter
Snuggled up close to each other
As we lived from week to week
Odd jobs helped us make ends meet
Giving each other lots of support
In this love that we have fought
Hard for since the day we met
Remembering never to forget
That if you fight and not give in
Both your hearts will always win
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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December 20, 2013 at 5:30 AM
Those last 2 lines were brilliant and brought the whole piece together so well. It's always nice when you can feel the struggle inside the poem, but then at the end you feel refreshed and renewed with the sense of joy and hope ;)
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December 18, 2013 at 9:18 AM
You surely are in love Robin, I can feel it when I read your poems...Hugs....Your friend...Roger
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