Your Love

You love me

Like a flower picked in the field

You love me at your own will

You love me like that fresh picked flower

To bask in my beauty hour after hour

You love me enough to place me gently in a vase

Sit me on a table right in center place

You love me enough to point me out to others

And I love you without cause

But you don’t love me enough

Not enough to let me live

To leave me in the field where I can thrive

You don’t love me enough to give me life

You don’t love me enough to nuture the earth I come from

You don’t love me enough to let me soak up the sun

You don’t love me enough to let me join the circle of life

You don’t love me like a wife

You don’t love me enough

You just love me for self

You just love me for how I look on the shelf or on your arm

You just love me for the knowledge I pass on

You just love me for the beauty I bring to you

But you don’t love me enough to be true

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