Writers 
Love is a tale of the heart,
A sweet start, a beautiful start.
It communicates with its body, but doesn't say with its mouth,
A hug that is healing, a caring hug.
It is a quiet plant.It's a plant that blooms in the light and grows silently.
It provides us with the strength to confront each day.
In happy times and sad,
Love brings us together in good and bad times.
It can be found in a mother's loving arms,
With the strength of father, in the face of child's smile.
It resides in forgiveness, kindness and trust,
When life turns to dust, they stand together.
Love is not ideal, it does not go without faults,
It's picking the side of the sidekick when everyone else is going down.
It is patience when words become difficult to say,
And selecting forgiveness at the end of the day.
Sometimes love cries, sometimes it falls,
It always comes when hope calls, though.
It teaches the heart to believe once again,
Looking for happiness after tragedy, and sunshine after rain.
What a sweet tale love can be,
A trip of the hearts to learn to see.
Every story can surely go away one day,
True love leaves forever a mark on the heart.