Mark McGarry

Rookie (Portsmouth England)

Love

Love has no rhyme it has no reason,
Love knows no time it knows no season,
It comes and goes in many ways,
Sometimes it’s brief sometimes it stays,
It’ll ask you questions and tell you lies
And often take you by surprise,
It bears no prejudice and seeks no trait
Like age or beauty, race or weight.
Offering no excuse and taking no offence,

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