Love Poem by GREENWOLFE 1962
Love
There is not just one great love
For each as God has planned.
Who can say which manifest
Of it He may command?
The precious love of childhood,
So hallowed and so pure;
Can never be extinguished.
Like God, it shall endure.
The fortuned course of young love,
So fickle in its fate.
Sometimes to be abandoned
Before it can abate.
Orphaned love, developed late,
Is often bought at cost;
Bringing love to many hearts
Who've often loved and lost.
Aged love; in life's decline,
Is there to fill the holes,
Opened by the fates of life.
To solace lonely souls.
All such loves appear when due.
Most blessed with peace of mind.
Each are then, by those we love.
Accepted or declined.
that's a truth about love....it's inspiring.....it's worth of reading! ! !
I love this poem. It's a fantastic write. Peace out, Lexi Baby
The different stages of life here and that lyrical ode to love that follows it what make these stages worth living and loving, ,
The stages in our life are ever changing, but love is the one constant thing.
Stunning, your words are always so graceful and brilliant. I enjoy them more and more.
Wow, your poems are inspirational, me being a 18 year old you have opened my eyes.
oh! sir, this is beautiful.......i never got to see love in all the forms in one page...superb write! !
wow... such a bful description of all forms of love... :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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11/16/2025 9:20:51 AM # 1.0.0
a brilliant poem by a brilliant writer.... i'm speechless