Love
Love is the most beautiful thing in the world
Whether it be between a man and a woman
or a mother and child, ok it's different
But it's love none the less... it's love
When love hits you it's unbelievable
It uplifts your soul, it replenishes your hope
It cleanses you far better than any bar of soap
After a while if your love is not true
spaces appear and your left asking why
It just wasn’t to be
Because true love can never die
We all remember our first love
It made our hearts soar like a dove
Our thoughts were overrun by the fact
that 'hey I’m loved'
For those who have never felt it
Their hearts are empty and cold
They cannot open up and be bold
enough to find true love.
Andrew Matthews
28/01/2002
16: 48: 13
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem