The Value of Love
by Robyn Bray
Love is for sharing
To those we meet along the way.
The touching of souls,
Entwined for a time,
Then separated by circumstance,
Is the life blood freely given.
Love has no limit,
It cannot be measured,
It knows no end,
It succours both the giver and the given.
At the end of time
When our souls are laid to rest,
Love is the measure of our worth,
Our everlasting memorial.