Love is a city

Love is a city
That harbors the good the bad the ugly
Where new days break from darkness
Activities come and go with swiftness.
Day to day city gets a new guests
When our loved ones are lost
And our friends we wish the best
Parents, relatives, and the rest.
In this city is a work of art
Where we share our glory, richer than gold
Just like a ring that has no end
So shall it be if love is a city?
With series of beautiful things
People, places, and the joy they bring
A bounty of warmth we share with words or deeds
A blessing that brings us, someone, we call a friend.

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