Life...................................................................................
Is there any Transfer of Love Act Recieving in abundance as children We learn to give, to share, to hoard Jealously we guard with fear Freely we give with hope Love is the breathe of life And the tears of death! Angel
as life progresses, our priorities change and so our love.but to love we too have to change, otherwise we loose the zeal and the love both. have i understood it right, prem?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Without love, there is really no life at all.Excellent. Warm wishes, Sandra