Love is not here to fade away
like the raindrops on a rainy day.
Love is not given for us to mold,
Like a clay pot, or as a necklace made of gold.
Love is not give for us to hord
Behind a closed heart in which it's stored.
But love is give openly without fear
From someone like you I cherish so dear.
Love is a circle, like a track with a choo choo train
To be given and given and given again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 3,2012
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