Love's a Lot

November, 2008 ( Re-published February 2011)

In the streetlights I wander
How you could be so real I recall
Things you said that made me wonder
Whether you meant to say it at all.

Time has indeed its torture
Assuring that every thing will right in fall
Keeping things not to resent
When things have gone by long.

Love does not require accomplishments
As with imperfections, I stand strong
It does not need a hand to hold
But patiently waits for love to live for.

Life is bountiful
With the ups and falls, I grew knowledgeable
Rough roads are meant to coach me lessons
So in the journey I become wiser.