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Not All Love Is Pure
FEB (May 14,1953 / Pittsburgh, PA)

Not All Love Is Pure

Poem By Faith Elizabeth Brigham

not all love is pure
this my dear, you must know
still my love for you is always
as fresh as the morning snow

since our separation
i've cried an ocean of tears
for the hand that fate has dealt us
has given life to all my fears

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This is a wonderful poem Faith. Sincerely, Mary
Love is a cruel hand of cards!