True Love

She had sat alone for sometime singing songs of sorrow When all her fears of dying alone would soon be laid to rest by a fellow He had the bluest eyes The nicest smile she had ever seen He would rescue her from dates gone bad nights too long and days too sad He was the missing piece to her puzzle he completed her forever Then the storm came the winds blowing with all their might the rain falling from all gray clouds in the sky she realized he was truly her white knight when he stood right there by her side So there she was no longer alone singing songs of true love