LOVE is...

Love is a pile of beautiful Flowers

That stand through rough Winds

But sadly sometimes it falls like the twin Towers

And it eventually comes to a Fin

Sometimes it comes in many Colors

Its Sad, Mad, and Glad

And sometimes its Sour

But at the end you are happy with your Lad

Love makes yoo Cry

And it makes you Sigh

But yet you still try and Try

Ti'll you feel like you have won the Fight

You think you have lost the Hope

But you still make Love Qoutes.