Love Loves
Love Loves it when,
Romance is in the air,
And we agree to share.
Love Loves it when,
Children come first,
And we wait to quench our thirst.
Love Loves it when,
Welcome mats,
Are as common as old hats.
Love loves it when,
Flowers shops,
Outnumber betting shops.
Love Loves it,
When hate stays outside the gate,
And love songs propagate.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2021
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