Patricia Grantham

(May 27,1952 / Moncks Corner, South Carolina)

Love Is


Love is a many splendored thing
The joy that a newborn baby can bring
Love is what makes the world go round
When two lovers take a stroll downtown

It's better to have loved than not at all
When love beckons we answer its call
It can either build up or tear you down
Love can either save or let you drown

Love is not by chance or a rolling of the dice
Before you take the plunge you better think twice
Love is searched for in many a places
At a bar a club or even at the races

Love is priceless and can never be bought
Rarely given freely and is always sought
If the love you seek is so hard to find
Will it be selfish or a benefit to mankind?

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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