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Love


Love given and received is joy,
Surviving every sorrow.
Love blesses with its memories,
Despite some bleak tomorrow.

Love never dies - it lingers on
To warm us, come what may,
Until we claim its source again
Some bright eternal day.


- Ruth Taylor
 
Olympia, Washington, U.S.A.

 

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