If one wants to be loved, love others: Give What you want to be given. To refrain From caring: How can one caring obtain? There is a balance. Seek, and one may find, But offer and be offered. Love is blind, Yet knows its’ own. One can but dreams pursue, To find heart’s desire: One must hopes renew To have the chance to let love in heart live. Love given is increased: The more one shares, The greater one may give. True love is not A zero-sum endeavor: All sides gain. In others one finds reason that one cares, But all have value to one’s dreams. The spot Each person finds in heart is held within.
I know, weak rhyme at the end. No longer in that mood, to rewrite it now. Perhaps at some future time.