Where is it?
Where has it gone?
Is it short?
Is it long?
Is it lying on the floor?
Is it hidden behind the door?
Has it traveled very far?
Maybe it's still in the car?
Have you taken it from me?
Would you give it back, oh please?
I give up, I can not find.
That which I see in my mind.
I can now look no more.
If only I knew what I was looking for.
What is Love?
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What is love?
I asked the tree.
Love is patient,
It said to me.
What is love?
I asked the lark.
Love is brave,
Was his remark.
What is love?
I asked the sky.
Love is gentle,
came its reply.
What is love?
I asked the crow.
Love is giving,
It did know.
What is love?
I asked the hen.
Love is powerful,
It said then.
What is Love?
I asked the road.
Love is forever,
It then showed.
What is love?
I asked myself.
Love is greater,
Than any wealth.
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In Spring the tree is once reborn
In Summer the tree stands proud and tall
In Autumn the tree begins to die
But in Winter when the snows begin to fall
The tree will still stand proud and tall