True Heart
When love came, it came so fast.
Was I mature enough to decide?
I hadn’t annals from my past.
Friends said my time I should bide.
I believed I knew what I wanted.
I wanted to be your bride.
By their doubts I was daunted.
How could they know much better than I?
By my doubts I was haunted.
What to do, I voiced a sigh.
Follow my true heart was the reply.
I couldn’t bear to say goodbye.
After all these years I can say
I have no regrets of my choice that day.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2022
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