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Special Corner - Wayne's Writings and Poems Love (Poem) January 13, 2010

Original date: 05/27/2002

A word we use so many times
In all our daily affairs
It can't be measured by the pound
It comes as words and friendly stares

To and from all living things
It goes forth without a chart
To where it needs to go
And find a spot in someone's heart

It is a real substance
To be often observed
The dog that licks its brother
And the morsel from the momma bird

An actor it appears to be.
And sometimes-in disguise
Can bring a tear to someone's eyes
And turn around our thoughts

But love cannot be measured
By pound or ounce or gram
And it is very easy to detect
When it is not around


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