Love

I feel for you a burning love
From deep within my heart and soul;
And, with the help of God above,
To let you see it is my goal.

At times it seem a painful thing--
A childish disregarded toy;
And though the truth at times may sting,
It's not intended to destroy.
It's sometimes a little crude,
Or harsher than you'd like to see;
But if it does a bit of good,
Well, then it's love most certainly.

At times a feeling filled with joy,
Like tenderness and softness bring.
When trust and sweetness we employ,
And hear the song that others sing;
When laughter rings across the sea
And every action's understood--
Well, then it's love most certainly;
And, yes, it does a bit of good.

- Edna Huber (1971)