Most people hoard love but, the truth is, the more we love other, the more love we receive.
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Please Love Me
Sandra S. Corona

As if I were yours fore’er, please love me.
A prodigal child,
I leave some folks riled.
It would be sad to receive just pity---
all need another
to this life weather.

If I promise never to leave your side,
will you hold me tight,
let me spend the night?
I choose to believe, in Christ abide,
from some folks I hide
ev’ryone else lied.

Daddy said he would live, never leave me.
He died; I was five.
Dad boxed; wouldn’t ‘dive’.
Men are always ‘in’ and ‘out’ of my life,
He, alone, has stayed
like I’ve begged Him, prayed.

As if I were yours fore’er, please love me.
It matters so much,
you hug me, I blush.
Unconditional love—not sympathy—
is yours completely …
when we love tenderly.