So I started this poem...it all just popped in my head one day...and now I can't finish it.
There’s This Thing Called Love
There’s this thing called Love:
With patience it waits for the lost,
With kindness it brings hope to the hopeless,
With strength it protects the weak,
With gentle hands it heals the hurt,
With open arms it holds the broken.
Some search far and wide for a glimpse,
Some wait years for a feeling,
Some hold it deep within themselves,
Some do not understand it,
Some fight long and hard for it.
That's all I got.
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