Love is not a cup that drains,
But a river, wide and kind,
Flowing softly through the hearts,
Of all who dare to find!
It is not kept in secret vaults,
Nor locked behind a name,
It multiplies with every smile,
A spark becomes a flame!
Share it with the weary soul,
The stranger passing by,
The child whose eyes still hold the stars,
The elder’s fading sky!
For every hand you choose to hold,
Another will hold you too,
The world becomes a brighter place,
When love is what we do!
So, let your heart open wide,
Like dawn’s forgiving hue,
For love is not just meant for one,
It is meant for all, through you!

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