A dream of wondrous tenderness,
That only Love can truly bless,
Love and tenderness goes hand in glove. With so much love in our hearts, why are we subject to unkind realities of life? Why the heart that is so tender, made to break at random? Any poet's answer?
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A dream of wondrous tenderness, That only Love can truly bless, Love and tenderness goes hand in glove. With so much love in our hearts, why are we subject to unkind realities of life? Why the heart that is so tender, made to break at random? Any poet's answer?