Love
What can be said?
For the divine word thy made.
It made a dumb,
Sing a song,
To the coward,
It made so strong.
It made the deaf,
Hear the tune.
And to the blind,
It showed the beautiful moon.
It made the roses,
Look so red.
And also to some wise,
It got them mad.
It made the lame,
To play his game.
Without any shame,
And achieve fame.
Lastly I would say,
It’s surely true.
Because it made me write,
These rhymes for you
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