Compassionate, considerate, enduring, deep,
As fantasized by all,
Through you we define you.
Your son sacrifice lives on.
Point a finger in vain,
Who in love is poor?
Who in love is handicapped?
Love dwells in giving....
Love's another word for peace,
Ending wars without bullets racing-
All in all, love is what it is,
Come what may.
Dreams and fantasies rock love,
Loves scarce and losable,
When we lose love-
Our dreams find us new love.
When true love ends,
It doesn't really end,
Pride infects its recovery-
Love is me and you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem