Love Is Many, Many Things

Love your country.
Love your life,
Love your family
Especially your life
Love can be many, many things
For many people; it all depends
On just what you're seeking
Love your neighbor
And your enemies too,
Then one day--
It will come back to you
Love is like a precious flower;
It will grow or will devour;
It all depends on care that's given
And efforts put forth into the living
Love your master and your Lord
For all the great things he has given
Without God, there would not
Be a world to love
Or a way to have our sins be forgiven.

by Viola B. Jelinek

Other poems of VIOLA B. JELINEK (1)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.