It is not the end when Love ends
That's just a brief consoling respite
For you'll never know what the Future sends
Soon another Love may come with it.
Like the Spring or Summer it returns
With the songs of joy that it imparts
A new love awakens and passion yearns
Then faster are the beatings of the heart.
Yes the Past holds beautiful memories
Remember not to close your heart's door
Because Love will come on times as these
And happier are the memories than before.
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 16,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem