I'm thankful for love pure,
knowing it moves my heart sure.
Love will never die,
in the heart that knows why.
Love will always thrill,
and never let hate kill.
In the early morning sunrise,
loves blossoms to surprise.
It brings a fresh morning dew,
to many loving few.
Love captures the heart,
touches it right from the start.
As the sun sets on the horizon,
its leaves its gracious reason.
We need love to bring joy,
block out evil which moves to destroy.
Love should be appreciated,
evil likewise eliminated.
G