If our love was blind,
I would find a way to see it
If it was unable to speak,
I would find a way to say it
And if it was unable to hear
I would find a way to listen
But our love isn't blind
It sees from within our hearts, minds, and souls
Love is a very precious gift and to receive,
but once it is lost,
It can never be returned in the same way again
Love can't be measured in size or strength
For it is what is within our heart
And it can't be described in every way
For we all love differently!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Love carries beauty of life. This is definitely precious gift. An interesting sharing is done here.10