Love is a delicate lace bed spread.
It warms every fiber of your body, seamingly led.

Hate is a tablecloth, it covers the truth inside.
Desolation brews the fatal bride!

Anger is a brittle crystal goblet glass.
Using it defines the meaning of crass.

Joy is a melody sung in ones pulsating heart.
Each day becomes another tune, a new start.

Laughter is the thread of a finely woven spool.
Every joke is a credit in your life's own school.

Passion is the soothing tide in the ocean.
Each new hour signifies another turbulent new emotion.

Truth is a feather, blowing in the wind.
It finds rest only in a safe bend.

Romance is a very special bouquet between two compatible people.
Together they make the homestead and steeple.

Responsibility is the truck driven, the engine of gold.
It carries the most weight, a heavy load.

Care is the rose on a bush of learning, my teacher is here.
With her guidance I can't veer.

Dorothy E. Scott

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