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Love Is

Don't cling too much

to persons, places or things,

they are as dreams,

arriving and dissolving,

lost in time and memory.

Oh! but for this, all the more reason to appreciate

every morsel of every experience--

the sound of a loved one's voice ringing a welcome,

the pull of the earth on a long morning's walk, 

the tea in a cup warming the holding hands.

What is this life but a road to be traveled?

Embrace everything that arrives, release everything as it dissolves.

Are some things permanent?

Well, of course--

love is.

 

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Tom Doolan

Sun 26th Jan 2025 07:39

Beautifully put Hélène. 💕

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 25th Jan 2025 19:02

Thanks Hélène.
They say, “Love is never having to say sorry”! In my own defence, I have to disagree. Love is having the guts to say sorry when you have to, which for me, is quite often!😊

Rolph David

Sat 25th Jan 2025 18:03

Hi Hélène,
It would simply be wonderful if love were permanent and lasting.

Nice poem,
regards,
Rolph

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