My neighbour's big tree is just beside my fences
And has a lot of leaves
During, ah..when the wind blows
I love to keep my yard clear of leaves
I am done with all the trees I planted
Because they produce so much leaves, I cut them one by one
Away with all the trees I love
God says love your neighbour as thyself
Also love your enemies
Love the unlovables
Like God, love is good
God I pray teach me how to handle love..
Topic(s) of this poem: god, love
Form: Free Verse
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