What is tender like a baby’s touch?
What is sweet like a little child’s laugh?
What is fresh like the dew on the leaves?
What is strong like the branches of trees?
What is pure like a white lily in bloom?
What is warm like the sunshine at noon?
What in the world would encompass them all?
What is the only thing worth living for?
Come on, you guess, it’s not that tough.
The answer my friend is only,
True Love.
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Author:
David Ghio (
Offline) - Published: February 16th, 2018 16:24
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Thank you David for your charming poem on love.
Keep writing
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