Love.A Poem by HopeI'm so tired of that word being tossed about as if it is nothing.Love How can a simple word have so grand a meaning So powerful we are infatuated So alluring, we forget about the life we're living Yet with each passing time, we deceive, we change and we lie.
Love No longer contains respect Love No longer cares to protect Love Such a fateful word.
Love it used to be; So full of life and naught of strife. So full of hope and grace when he saw her face. So committed to endure even when the sun perturbs. Through dark shadows, under rain, in a cov'nant they remained.
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