Love Is A Fruit Poem by Ezna Stephna
Love Is A Fruit
Love is a fruit in season at all times
and within contact of every hand.
We can not do great things.
We can only do small things with great love.
What we are doing is just a dropp in the ocean.
But if that dropp was not in the ocean
I think the ocean would be less
I do not agree with the big way of doing things
Saturday, November 27, 2010
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