Love finds its way,
Into our hearts, it brays.Love between parents and child,
Is one that is modest and mild.
It is natural and full of glee,
Everlasting as the sun and sea.
Love between sisters and brothers,
In sibling rivalry may smother.
Love may not always runs as smooth,
Everlasting as balm may sooth.
Love between woman and man,
Is one that we all plan.
It is capricious and sporadic,Everlasting as a change in Caddick.
On the day of Valentine,
Long for a love that is fine,High and low we search,
The place that true love lurches.
In love, we trust and desire,
A tight rope to bring us higher.A toast to love we raise,
In love we find our place.
The arrow of Cupid pierce,
The desire so strong and fierce.
A love that we may find,
One that to both does bind.
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