Love is kind,
When it is hurt,
It does not mind.
Love never enjoys
In what is wrong.
It rejoices in what has
Been true so long.
Love is not jealous,
It likes to be spread ‘round.
To it’s trust and hope,
No limit has ever been found.
Love does not hate,
Love is not rude.
Love is not snobbish,
It has a good attitude.
Love does not put on airs,
Of that you can be sure.
Love never fails,
It has the power to endure.
If this poem sounds familiar, this is why, it is an adaptation of 1st Corinthians 13: 4-7.