To
Know What Love Is
When
you see the sunshine in the rain
And
remember pleasure when in pain,
Behold
the ancient in the new,
The
clouds forming in the blue;
The
brightest day in darkest night,
The
warmest calm in horror’s fright;
The
seed of hope in a babe’s first breath,
The
warmth of love in a dear one’s death;
When
you can see the spark that lives
In
everything,
You’ll know what love is.
ERC,
4/25/19
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