True Love In the far innocence glistened through shapes unseen Of its current beauty will evoke service

achieved Through moments filled with laughter among its abode found clean In triumph were shared shallow promises we share Waiting amidst its madness a slight breeze Changing times torn bad to gladness to appease It then will lurk amidst its prophetic fashionable link Eager to promise a selfless glow amidst each question received Brought out its cynicism to expose the lie Having baked a cake at a cost and its no big surprise We each can learn what we are here to claim A word spoken in the dark has no become a bright light Never hesitate to relent in giving up the fight Lines drawn in the sand when to understand Shadows with solemn peaks exposed with the elements A quick sure fire way to end the day Now is the good time in which to bow the knee to pray. W.C.# L- 18 Lines C 158.4 Mario William Vitale 11/28/12