Thursday, September 5, 1974

Beauty of Love, by Marie MacIntyre

The beauty of love,
Is a current flowing free,
A marvel that God sent,
To live in memory.

How wonderful this power,
That fills my trusting heart,
That touches man and maid,
In a precious, glowing start.

Don't treat your love too lightly,
Just remember this, each one,
When your love is treasured always,
You are the lucky one.

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