Observations in my life journey in darkness and beyond sharing HUGS along the way.
Wednesday, June 26, 2019
Love is Love is Love
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.
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