Observations in my life journey in darkness and beyond sharing HUGS along the way.
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Labor of love
We went to the Oklahoma City National Memorial Museum and I think that is why I wrote this today. Sometimes it helps to write it down and love out loud. Please visit if you get a chance.
Love is Kind
Love is kind, love is round
Love is a circle, love knows no bounds
Love is born but it never dies
Love lives on, the smile in your eyes
Kindness. Love. It isn't hard.
Life and death. Both take part.
Love is a whisper
Love is a roar
Love cries out
Tears may pour
But love is love and ever will be
Love kept alive in you and me.
This was such a labor of love. Well done Oklahoma. Well done.
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