The Lingo of Love - PAD Day 3

The Lingo of Love

The language of love

isn’t always passionate,

isn’t always pretty

roses and posies;

but when it’s one

(without the other)

Love can turn pretty

ugly

in a heartbeat

words degrading

to desperate deeds.

I love(d) my husband

(wife, daughter, son,

nephew, friend)

but

 (there’s always a but)

he (she) said

(didn’t, wanted, needed)

and sooner or later

in the end

someone winds up hurt

(or missing or dead.)

We can’t ignore or overlook:

I love my job, (my school,

my boss, my teacher, my   

neighbor) – the headlines

are littered with these; and

please,

pay particular attention,

when someone says

(with a passion that’s odd)

I love (my) country,

I love (my) god.

PSC / 2017-Apr

My offering for Day 3 of Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day (PAD).
Assignment: "(blank) of Love: