Love Is White
Caught together, in this gentle love,
we are two colors, white and black.
Our splotches mixed, create a dove,
who's strength and beauty, never lack.
Our bird is patient, and kind to all,
It is strong, and loves to fly.
No matter the weather, it will not fall,
thus, my love for you, will never die.
10/28/09
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