The Spelling Of Love Poem by JUSTUS INSPIRE

To the hungry love is food
To the sick, medical care prompt and good.
The oppressed spells love in liberation
Affection pure and true.

A broken heart sees love as care
Friendship enough to drive away the fear.
To the motherless love is support
Making them feel so dear.

To the weak love is strength
Being there when you should
The helpless love is hope
A helping hand just to cope.

We all feel love differently
Its worth, incomparable!
We spell it the way we feel it.
Its feeling held sacredly
it makes our heart beat.