"The Spoken Language" - Poem by Belle Buckley
Love is a language spoken by all people,
The old, the young, the weak, and the
Love is a mystery we all need to solve, the
Simple, the foolish, the wise, and the prudent
L-O-V-E is a word we all need to define, by an
Act of Kindness, a smile, and special attention
To the small voice in our hearts, saying,"
"Handle with care, Because many have entertained
"Angels", and they were unaware"
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