One pass to another,
especially a sister and brother,
given by the mother and father.
Passing love to everyone,
a job that's never done.
Many men try and fail,
still others cry in hell.

Pass throwed, I caught,
either way better than naught.
In a world of hate,
love moves to mate.
Touching souls,
breaking evil molds.

Open up your heart,
give love a chance to start.
Once recieved pass it on,
keep loves light growing upon.
From the valley low,
to mountains way up high,
don't let love pass you by.
Reach out and love someone,
before your life is done.

G