TRUE LOVE FOUND

By Bill Cottringer

Born three days apart;

Moms called us

Janie-girl,

Billy-boy.

Glad she waited,

Happy I searched;

She left some clues

I finally saw—

Her river, her horses,

Special voice, soft skin,

Wanting to need me,

I couldn't stay away.
I loved her everywhere,
She thought of me all the time.
Then gradually,
But suddenly
Love is felt,
Like never before;
Scared but safe,
Delicate but strong;
A compelling, good sense
Of being so very special.
Then we remember—
We are finally home,
As true loves always want,
Wanting to need each other.
True love is a mystery,
Setting two souls free;
Yet joining as one.
There's no greater love.
Thank you God.