Love

Love is the heart and soul more

treasured than a pot of gold.

Love is a flower in May that grows

a little day by day.

Love is the thought in the mind

that teaches us to be gentle and kind.

Love is a sweet smile

the sight of a happy child.

Love is a wonderful thought

that is given but can’t be bought.

 

Cheryl D Faison

© 2011

 

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~ by Le Sublime Poétesse on June 11, 2011.

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