Musings Of Love
Love is like a free bird that flies
Dare not to cage it, or it dies
Tie it, so not to go astray
But pamper it in night and day
You look at it as if it's gold
Treasure to cherish and to hold
Once it's gone, it may not come back
It's trace may leave you out of track
Polish it with damp of your kiss
Like something that you always miss
For its shine maybe gone someday
When all you show is sky of gray
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