Love Lesson 101
Father Time is to love
As a breeze is to fire
It enkindles the great
Extinguishes the small
Swirls ashes into smoke
Drifting up like prayers
From some abandoned souls
Wounded by an arrow
Misfired from Cupid's bow
Smoke stings everyone's eyes
And tears become rainbows
Doomed to fade out of sight
Until we understand
That when it comes to love
We all get blown away . . . .
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