I love this poem written by my daughter. This is only part of it, but she is such a young lady full of wisdom when it comes to matters of the heart and God:
LOVE...By Briana D Williams
Let me get this correct
Just for effect
Cause I don't think you guys understand my dialect
Yes my dialect,
Need I be more direct?
Or Is what I'm saying just too Complex ?
Yes cause what I'm trying to say is...
Your love is not love- unless it's the type of love that God gives
It's patient
And love is kind.
Kind.
More than him staring as you attempt to switch your behind
trying to get noticed, but to him it's dully noted
your a face with no name, free to use at his disposal
a pastime and a shoulder
An invitation to come over
Five minutes, all is given, and he'll be absent by the morning...
It's doesn't boast
it's not proud
It's certainly not rude
He should be more than willing to take a walk in your shoes
instead of pressuring you into doing the do
He should want to take the pain from you
He should want to give not gain from you
This man should be willing to get on down on his knees and pray for you
Protect and defend your honor too
Love,
Look, I'm talking about that Crazy love
It's not temperamental
It won't leave you scarred and bitter
a broken woman who mistakes lust for love and uses it as shelter
It doesn't have society's limitations
one mistake,
two mistakes,
three mistakes,
four
and still it forgives and forgets without any hesitations
because Love....
Love never Fails.
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