True Love Poem by Paul Larmour

True Love



Tall ships that sail the sky
That creak and moan as they go by
Which drift and skirt and hide the moon
With whiten sail and sturdy boom
Have held their course and steered it true
As my love has done for you

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Paul Larmour

Paul Larmour

Northern Ireland
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