Love is always ever-green
Unless we play with it or
We intentionally change it
Into a funny game...
It is not everlasting
If if it is shaken or
If it is touched badly...
It is always evergreen
When we grow it well
With our true feelings and
With our true emotions...
Our true love is always evergreen
Simply because we water it
With our lovely things....
Nothing lovely evaporates
Unless we abandon it
Simply because all lovely things
Remains as lovely memories
Even when we pass away anytime,
Anywhere, and everywhere...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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