Love Doesn'T Play Anymore Poem by Charles M Moore
Love Doesn'T Play Anymore
Someone once told me that love was a game
you had to experience the joy and the pain
the thrill of the chase
and the conquest you gained
but love doesn't play anymore
I have discovered since running round wild
love is a sweet and a delicate child
that needs to be nurtured and taught things anew
to make it grow strong
and make it grow true
love doesn't play anymore.
So many games, yes I do agree love is to be nutures like a fine orchid. Patricia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 6:38:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
this whole poem is cliche. poem like this does play anymore.