Love that is hoarded, molds at last, <br /> Maybe we'll learn this truth some day. <br /> That the only things we can keep, <br /> Are things we willingly give away. <br /> <br /> The kindnesses which are never used, <br /> Are like the thoughts we never say. <br /> Only the things we can ever keep, <br /> Are the things we willingly give away. <br /> <br /> It is usually the things we try to keep, <br /> Which slip from our grasp on our way. <br /> Sow love, it is goodwill - then we reap, <br /> For this we should willingly give away<br /><br />James E. Hodges<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/give-love/
