Love Takes Us All By Turn Poem by Patti Masterman

Love has dreary eyes sometimes,
And wears a bell to warn:
Don't come too near, or else you'll cry-
And wish you were not born.

Love is gay and carefree when
The lover's in plain sight;
There is no need to wonder then
Who he'll love that night.

Some days love is nonchalant
And cares not that you came,
A study of indifference;
No matter, sun or rain.

But love is most redeeming
When the eyes are filled with light,
When blushing cheeks are beaming
And the countenance is bright.

Because we love in human form,
We have a lot to learn,
And so these sorrows, should not mourn-
Love takes us all, by turn.