Everyone You Love Can't Love You Back
By Linda A. Copp

Everyone you love can't love you back,
Every falling leaf can't be caught.
Some drifting clouds must pass away.
Same winging sparrows must end their flight.

So, often the portrait is found to lack
As beauty fails to be when sought.
And often sorrow seems to stay
And thicken in the dead of night.

But, still and all, a few will find
Love, and solace and peace of mind.
A few you love will love you too,
For a few drifting clouds must fill the blue.

By Linda A. Copp
©December 11, 1969