Love - Poem by Tissa Calvert
Love's the flowers in the spring,
Love is something like a ring.
Love thy neighbor as they are,
Not because they have 3 cars.
Love's the summer sun up in the sky,
Love's a simple hi and bye.
Love's someone that you meet,
But love's nothing that you eat.
Love's the first kiss,
And love is something that you miss.
Love's a small, small wish.
Love is love with a kiss.
By: Tissa Calvert Age: 16
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