Love...
What is love?
What is it indeed?
A gift from above?
A want or a need?
So many crave it,
Yet, its owners are few,
And you keep hoping,
The few includes you.
Some search for a lifetime,
Others for a while,
Love leaves it's seekers blind,
When passions run wild.
It makes fools out of men,
And the wise lose their footing,
As they try to comprehend,
Its power and it's meaning.
O pilgrim, look around you!
Pause from your endless search,
Love can be found; it's true,
In every corner of the earth.
It lies deep within your being,
In the seas below and the skies above,
It's in everyone and everything,
Reflected most in the people you love.
So how does one find true love, my friend?
That sweet emotion that knows no end,
It comes to you each time you give,
The more you give, the more you'll receive!
So, take some time out of your day,
And sow a little love along the way,
A gentle word, a tender touch,
For you can never give too much.
What goes around, comes around,
When love is given, love is found!
So heed its voice when it calls,
Once you've found true love, you've found it all!
يمكنك أن تستفيد من الصلاحيات الإضافية للعضو و المشاركة في المنتدى بالتسجيل من هنا , كما يشرفنا أن ينضم إلينا الأساتذة و المعلمون 
تسجيل الدخول
تصفح جوال
الأسئلة المتكررة
بحث
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