It''s so easy, To think about Love, To Talk about Love, To wish for Love, But it''s not always easy, To recognize Love, Even when we hold it.... In our hands
What is Love?
It’s silence when your words would hurt,
It’s patience when your neighbor’s curt,
It’s defense when the scandal flows,
It’s thoughtfulness for another’s woes,
It’s promptness when stern duty calls,
It’s courage when misfortune falls
