Through Out Time... Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Through Out Time...
Love, doesn't just die... It's
gentle, it's soft, it's kind.
Even when the heart cry's. Love,
grows inside. And stays, deeply
rooted through out time...
Only from a beautiful heart could come such a beautiful thought Becca.
I do believe you are right. Love never really totally dies. It might wither from pain and humiliation and betrayal but it never totally gets snuffed out no matter how much we might wish it. Maybe that is why we remember to be compassionate to others. This is a 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ poem, my dear friend.
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5/20/2024 4:28:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very true words. Love never dies. It stays and grows. Well penned.