Love

A short poem about Love, and what I think it means.

 

Love

 

Love is a beautiful thing, and it comes in many waves,

Love is sometimes blind, but it is always finds a way.

Love is like a valley, full of pathways and caves,

Love can grow and evolve, with each passing day.

Love can be light, which shines brightly over all,

Love can be darkness, which destroys and divides.

Love can raise you up, even when you fall,

Love can be pain, which can tear up your insides.

Love is the greatest gift that we can obtain,

Love should be treasured and cherished above all things.

Love is wonderful, something we should strive to gain,

Love needs to be nurtured, so that we may reap the happiness it brings.

 

 

Reviews

[Gee]

Love definitely needs to be nurtured. Now married 25 years I still know that regarding love, every day is a school day with more learning to be done.
Enjoyed the read.
Good morning

[wordman]

love is an emotion that puts you into bliss