Love they call it but it get me confused.
To my mummy, it is called love,
The one for my babe affection yet it’s love
The one for my work, dedication yet love it is
Love just another name for caring for my baby
When engulfed by passion, love in action
They say my devotion to God is love for Him
My dear Love,
How many faces hath thou?
Like chameleon you change cloth
Yet you come in beautiful colours
All to you good attributes put,
You are gentle, caring, persevering and enduring
You make me feel so much an imperfect being.
But with you in me I feel so great
The world you make so worthy to live in
My heart you made a world of its own
A planet that houses so many loving people.
I can be in so many place same time
Cause with you I am every where
In the hearts of those that love me.
Love how great you are?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem