Tags
baby's laugh, faith, Like, love, oak tree, Poetry by Yu/stan/kema., rain, small stream
Love is like the soft touch Of a gentle rain. It soothes the hurting soul And removes the pain. Love is like the sweet sound Of a baby's laugh. It stays when losses come And cuts sorrow in half. Love is like a small stream That helps flowers grow. It keeps the soul alive When the cold wind blows. Love is like an oak tree Whose roots go deep. Its' strength keeps it standing Even when it weeps. Love goes on forever When the heart is fed On a regular basis as Faith raises its head. -Yu/stan/kema-