Love comes and love goes,
at times it hangs and grows.
Either way I will enjoy,
if it leaves,
its memory I will not destroy.
In the sunshine of past love,
old memories still move.
Kept in proper context,
no harm in future reflex.

A past in building blocks,
lessens future shocks.
We live and learn,
then learn to live or burn.
My past loves helped,
strengthen my new love kept.
Mistakes made then,
will not be made again.

Loving becomes universal,
not needing a mind rehearsal.
Loving our Creator,
gives us hope for later.
Loving our mates,
strongly dictates.
Loving in our family tree,
is the togetherness key.
Loving our friends,
uniquely extends.
Loving our fellow man,
an understanding demand.
Loving love,
a gift from
God above.

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