What is love
Love isn’t something to hide
Love is a thing to show with pride
Love isn’t a boy kissing his mother
Love needs to be given to one another
Love isn’t a mother giving birth to a child
Love is something very wild
Love isn’t a thing you can touch
Love is needed very much
Love isn’t a thing to give someone for his birthday
Love is a thing that goes every way
Love isn’t something to collect
Love is something that can’t be wrecked
Love isn’t something to lock behind bars
Love sometimes shines like stars
Love isn’t something to doubt
Love is something to care about
Love can’t be undone
When they ask me what I think of love
I say: love reminds me of someone special
Someone that cares about me
Someone that loves me
Someone that won’t forget me
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I won’t forget her
Reacties op dit gedicht
| steffitje: | Dinsdag, januari 06, 2004 21:35 |
| Love is something to care about ooow dies ook mooi... ma verandert voor mij die 'her' maar in 'him' :p doei jeroentje...xXxXx |
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| loowre: | Dinsdag, januari 06, 2004 18:44 |
| sweet gedichtje :p ma khad et al geleze é ;) ma kvin t nog altij eve schoon pupaaj -kuzz..- | |
| free: | Dinsdag, januari 06, 2004 07:46 |
| ja, lief! liefs free |
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| MayadeBij: | Maandag, januari 05, 2004 22:31 |
| Lief! | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Jeroen Van Daele | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Pieps | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 januari 2004 | ||
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