Love Is
Love is: The old man who still buys flowers for his wife.
And reminds her everyday she is his favourite part of life.
Love is: The homeless man on the street in the bitter cold,
Covering his dog with his jacket and keeping him consoled.
Love is: The daughter at the bedside of her dying father,
Who quit her job to be with him since the start of his cancer.
Love is: The little boy hugging his widowed granddad tight,
Who spends most of his days with him, giving him hope in his plight.
SPONSOR: FRANK H
CONTEST: LOVE IS.
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