Love is… (XXII)

Love is… a very special thing
A smile, a tear,
a soft summer rain.
It has no beginning it has no end,
But I like it best when
it’s shared with a friend.
Love is never stuffed up,
never puffed up,
Never gives up when
the going’s rough.
It’s the biggest little word
you can say, by the way.
It’s sympathy, sincerity,
it’s charity, the main variety
Of everything happiness is made of.
And I like it best when it’s shared with a friend.

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(Learned this song when I was a kid and have never, ever forgotten the lyrics)

– J. Ela

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