My love for you once was young, <br />but alas has grown colder <br />as we grow much older. <br />Where or where <br />has our first love gone? <br />And can it ever become <br />born again? <br /> <br />All I have left <br />are the letters <br />you wrote to me. <br />This poem is pure <br />fiction, and not <br />based upon reality.<br /><br />Roxanne Dubarry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-2917/
