I recall, many years ago, when I was <br /> <br /> in my youth. The fantasies I used to have, <br /> <br /> to find a love so true. A love so impeccable,,, <br /> <br /> so pure, and brave, and strong. To <br /> <br /> stand upon hes convictions, when the majority <br /> <br /> claimed he was wrong... but, pure love is <br /> <br /> elusive, and scarce as it can be... I became <br /> <br /> discouraged, disheartened and depressed... <br /> <br /> For, though I searched all through my life, <br /> <br /> this I must confess, true love begets true <br /> <br /> love... and this gives you happiness...<br /><br />Helen Cline<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reflections-of-the-heart/
