Love

Love is a precous thing,

Love is there a moment,

Love is gone the next,

Love is here for you and me.

 

Love belongs to slaves,

Love belongs to soldiers,

Love belongs to theives,

Love belongs to you and me.

 

Love will be here forever,

Love will be forgiven,

Love will be praised,

Love will be, for you and me.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

The staple of repition, formed and interesting theory in my mind, what if love, really is just that, without neglect, or heartbreak, are we not just doing the same thing time and time again, we love the same, jsut in different circumstance, well done, great read.

[Eagle Cruagh]

Like a song, it flows and repeats.
A cute poem, grabs the reader
and holds his attention throughout
the song.
A cute interesting poem .
Thank you,
----- Eagle Cruagh

[paparapapa]

I love it! Specially the 2nd stanza. It tells us that love can belong to everyone. Even thieves! Great job on this one. ;)

[The Scholar]

This was so beautiful, and I loved it so much.
Especially the second stanza. It's an outstanding thought that love belongs to each and every person, no matter how the world views them.
Great work.

[Seshat Nidaba]

Sometimes just to see love twelve times once a line is enough. The 2nd stanza was very smart.

I'm a fan of the idea that love owns us.

[An owl on the moon]

There is this beautiful sense of love's vastness and its very personal place as well. It endures and can be a part of anyone's life... so very glad for that!

[Wolfwind]

You capture the essence with simple and sweet strokes of the pen. The paper, I'm sure enjoys such caresses of joy upon its sheets. Love is universal and that is what you have brought to life here! Fantastic Job Bridget!

Aaron

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

So simple, yet so sweet and elegant. What a wonderful poem for warming up one's heart on these bitterly cold days.

Keep writing, Bridget!