No matter where the wind roars
North, South, East, West
Love is the King and Queen
that never falls
and towers over all the rest
Love wins in the aftermath of pain
in the dreary night of the grayest rain
Love wins while hate tries to trample the earth
yes it carries one through a beautiful rebirth
Love is the antidote to hate its true
O it's bigger than what man can hurl at you
Love is laughing eyes and a smiling face
it's the gift from God that suits every taste
Love has no size and grows no height
it's weight is more than a ton of gold
it can't be bought and most certainly not sold
its the epitome of all held within one
its the brightest light beneath the sun
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: June 27/2015
Time: 7: 41am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem