Love is patient,
Love is kind.
It may be blatant,
And it may be blind.
It does not boast,
And it is not rude.
We should have a toast,
For how it's not a prude.
It is self seeking,
It is not easily angered.
Love's horizons isn't bleak-looking.
We feel how it's not endangered.
It keeps no record of wrong
-it seals the love of two up in a song.
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A Poet's Random Notes
PoetryThis is my book take a look. It's nothing special but that's my opinion to you. What have you got to lose? This is random poems I do on random days, so please mind my delay at times. love, hate, misery, joy, confusion, all summed up- all enclosed i...
