Love Is
Love had it's birth
with the Ancient One;
'Began with Omega
Proceeding the Sun
Love's not a volume
Or archival jug
It's more like a blanket
Or tapestry rug
Perhaps like a river
Or ...(umm) a shoe or a sock
It tends to go with you
where ever you walk
Love is the answer
To market one's wares
Mediator for wisdom
In foreign afairs
Love is a family
Which passes it on
When for many around us
The essence is gone
Love is the path
In the gardens of hope
It follows the seasons
Supplanting - "to cope"
Love is the nurture
Which grew in the womb
Love charts the journey
From craddle to tomb
Love is tomorrow
In living today
Love is forever
What more can I say?
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