The Way Of Love - Poem by Ekaterina Polischuk
There are a lot of ways in life,
We can just sleep or play the fife,
We can remember ugly thoughts
Or write by acts of mind notes.
We can just think and even cry
Or watch when rays the water dry.
We can be strong or often weak,
We can full our souls with trick.
We can go through of troubles fence…
But our life will have no sense
Without love and happy word,
Which always change all sleepy world.
The way of love we should go on
To hear people heart`s tone,
To meet each other when feel bad
Support a friend when he is sad.
The way of love can give us wings
To fly in mind with useful things,
To rise the hope in lame duck`s heart
To feel sweet life, but never tart.
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