Frank Pulver

Rookie - 14 Points (10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))

When We Get Old.... Love - Poem by Frank Pulver

I know you think that I speak to loud
And nothing I say comes out right

I t makes sad when we don't see eye to eye
I hope that our love will be like the sun and shine bright

There are times that I do things make us argue and fight
But I also know that you take the time to for give me

I am glad that we talk about our future together quite often
This is one thing that will always go right

There is one thing I know that our love for each other is going to be with us when we get old
This is such a delight

By Frank Pulver
July 29,2013

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  • Silver Star - 4,115 Points Dave Walker (7/30/2013 8:38:00 PM)

    We can't help arguing with the ones we love from time to time.
    But it doesn't mean we love them any less. A great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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