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This Thing Called Love

Twas just the greatest treasure, that Mankind has ever found. Yet its bounty is not hidden inside a chest, nor buried underground, It won,t be all piled up and shining in a mound, You won,t need a key to unlock it, in fact it,s not even bound, Yet it can be found, by just about anyone, from a panda to a hound, You do not need x-ray eyesight, nor ears that hear the slightest sound, No, this thing-a-ling almost anyone can bring, In fact its all around. It comes from deep, deep, deep inside, with blessings from the Man above, It comes sometimes in an instant, sometimes it nestles in like a glove, What is this one thing, that makes you want to sing, and live peacefully like the dove, It introduces all Queens to her King, Why of course, this thing is Love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/1/2012 4:59:00 PM
Thanks so much for your kind words and encouragement Anne Lise! Have a great weekend too!
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Date: 12/1/2012 1:45:00 PM
Unique and beautifully written, Donald. - L- O- V-E - Wishing you a nice weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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