Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

Love Is a Many Splendored Thing

Love is a many splendored thing
A hit song once used that title
Love is a major part of all our lives
The emotion that's particularly vital

Vital in the health and total well being
Of all creatures great and small
Contentment that lasts for all eternity
It's the greatest treasure of all

It seems the older this old guy gets
The more passionate he becomes
D'ya think I might need to visit a shrink
Will my addiction be overcome

Riding off into the sunset with milady
Yelling ride 'em cowboy, yeehaw
Real true love's a many splendored thing
Should make true love the law

© Jack Ellison 2014

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Paul Callus April 29, 2014 at 8:06 AM Thank you Jack for reminding me of this gem of a song...Nat King Cole's version above all. Love is what we make it; it has to be lived..it has to be nurtured through all its stages. // another passionate write my friend. // paul Jack Ellison April 29, 2014 at 8:39 AM One of my favourite groups, The Four Aces also recorded it! Nat was Mr. Cool back then! Your comments are bang on my good friend! Cheers, Jack

Jan Allison April 28, 2014 at 12:08 PM Yet another classic dear brother Jack! Forget making it law those damned politicians would soon find a loophole in it lol. Hugs Jan x Jack Ellison April 28, 2014 at 1:42 PM You betcha! LOL I speak from personal experience! You're a hooter... oops... I mean HOOT! XOXOX Jan Allison April 28, 2014 at 1:33 PM Piles of love are OK dear brother but hemorrhoids are a pain in the butt. lol hugs Jan xxx Jack Ellison April 28, 2014 at 1:27 PM Always such a treat to hear from you dear Jan! You are fast becoming the no. 1 favourite of this old geezer! Thanks dear sis! Broth Jack sending you piles of love... XOXOX

Carol Eastman April 28, 2014 at 10:30 AM Oh Oh! Dragon heard the word Treasure! At 2 girlie stuff just doesn't register so well, So he's off to the park to find treasure. What he'll get... is into trouble with the policeman who patrols it. He REALLY shouldn't have singed his pants! He was banned for a week. silly Dragon! One should never huff or puff smoke at a policeman, especially when he says NO! The council is thinking of changing the patrolman to a fireman or wizard. Dragon loves anyone that can play with his fire... Safer, too! Jack Ellison April 28, 2014 at 1:30 PM I never huff or puff smoke at policemen! They really don't have a sense of humour. Pass that along to your fiery friend! XOXOX

Eileen Manassian April 28, 2014 at 7:21 AM Lovely Kenny....Cowboy spirit in you, eh? Well....This is a lovely poem. Love NEVER grows old....I know that in my heart...for it grows more intense with me as I age as well. Hugs Eileen Manassian April 28, 2014 at 3:04 PM I know, right? ;) Hugs to you, Kenny! Jack Ellison April 28, 2014 at 1:32 PM LUCKY MAN! (A bit slow though! LOL) Eileen Manassian April 28, 2014 at 7:36 AM That's my hubby there. We met when we were twelve...He asked me out at 14....and I refused. Then again at 17 and I accepted. He strung me along until 26 till he finally married me! ;) Thanks for the comment. Hugs! Jack Ellison April 28, 2014 at 7:33 AM Sweet avatar dear Eileen... looks like love personified! So happy for you, sweet friend! Ain't love the greatest!!! Big huggeroonies XOXOX