The Gift (Love Poem)
There was never any objection or obligation or any-big-thing in this,
There was never any problem or procrastination or pride in this,
There was never drama or doubt or decision in this,
Only love.
There was never any concern or confusion or conundrum in this,
There was never any plan or principle or project in this,
There was never any struggle or soul-searching or sorrow in this,
Only love.
poem by Ian Beckett
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