Love
Truth went forth on a search one day
I For the source of love that he might say
He had found its depth and its breadth for aye.
He met a miser, bent and old,
And his mission to him he promptly told;
'Love,' said the miser, 'is yellow gold.'
He sought a maiden, young and fair,
With orange blossoms in her hair,
Who whispered, 'My love is waiting there.'
To a struggling youth at last Truth came,
As he toiled and studied and spoke his name;
'Love,' said the youth, 'is a thing called fame.'
'Love!' mocked a man with features sour,
Before whom others were made to cower,
'Love! yes, love is worldly power.'
A pale, weak woman Truth chanced to see,
Rocking a baby on her knee;
'Only a mother knows love,' said she.
Love
Edgar Albert Guest
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Poem topics: baby, hair, mother, power, woman, young, weak, source, depth, gold, orange, yellow, Valentine's Day, youth, truth, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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Yogi kannan: Truth on a search
To define ' love ',
Knocking from door
To door for its depth,
For a few It's gold ,
Waiting for the other,
Fame for some, but
Maternal instincts
Define what is Love..
Thoughtful poem....
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