love
waits in the rain
for the straggling child
jumping in every puddle;
offers a hand
to the one
who gave a slap;
refuses to give
in to
grudges;
celebrates the frankness
of those who
discomfort it;
it gives birth to grace,
counts on the good in every person,
takes heart in every moment,
bests the worst it is offered;
love never gives up.
(c) Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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