L O V E
Just saying that "I love you"
Doesn't mean a thing at all.
For loving words fly like the birds
When they hear Winter's call.
Love is a thing that proves itself
A thousand times a day
In the simple little things you do
And the little things you say.
Love is a thing called sacrifice,
A tonic when you're blue.
Love is the joy of doing things
For someone dear to you.
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