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I’m tired of all the hate in the world…including mine!
It’s something I wish we could rid ourselves of….
So today a poem for those us, who for whatever reason…
have forgotten the true meaning of love.

The signs of love are all around us…present from the moment of our birth.
They greet us every moment of every day we walk upon the Earth.

Love can be invisible…like an early morning breeze.
You don’t notice it until it kisses your cheek…like the wind kisses the trees.

Love can be obvious…like when from across a crowded room your eyes meet
causing a smile to cross your face and your heart to skip a beat.

Love can be loud and colorful…like a sunset or a rainbow stretching across the sky.
It can be silent and more muted…like how rabbits do their talking with their eyes.

Love can be as loud as a roaring ocean…rising an falling in our heart and in our brain.
It can be as soft and gentle as an early morning walk through the fall of a misty rain.

Love can shine like the sun making our happiest moments… a little more happy and bright…
and even in our saddest moments love is there, like the moon to brighten our darkest night.

There is a drawback to love, however, for those of us who choose it…
and that’s the pain we’re going to feel when love is gone…or when we lose it.

It’s true that is a possibility…those who choose love must face every day
but speaking as one who has chosen love..it’s a price I am willing to pay.

So to those whose love has turned to hate…and like a hurricane of tornado can destroy
for those of you who have forgotten love’s beauty and power and joy…

May you turn back to those feelings of love…before it is too late…
for even with all her drawbacks…she love always be preferred to hate.

Because if you choose love over hate…understanding she may not last forever
and no on can ever truly own her…
You will depart this world with a smile on your face…
feeling lucky enough to have known her.
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