Love is foolish-love is blind,
love is selfish-seldom kind.
Love is lost-love is found,
love is that which we are bound.
Love is sorrow-love is pain,
the love we need leaves much to gain.
Love is what we fight to win,
even when that love is sin.
Love is glory-love is pride,
love cannot see what to put aside.
Love is felt-love can touch,
for some very little-to others much.
Love has no direction-it may often fall,
but we carry the roadmap in us all.
It is only a matter of what we choose to see,
that sets our course in history.
Diana Nelson 2003
love is selfish-seldom kind.
Love is lost-love is found,
love is that which we are bound.
Love is sorrow-love is pain,
the love we need leaves much to gain.
Love is what we fight to win,
even when that love is sin.
Love is glory-love is pride,
love cannot see what to put aside.
Love is felt-love can touch,
for some very little-to others much.
Love has no direction-it may often fall,
but we carry the roadmap in us all.
It is only a matter of what we choose to see,
that sets our course in history.
Diana Nelson 2003
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