Love is Not Ephemeral

I was listening to the radio yesterday, and a song inspired me to write this. It's still a rough draft, but I thought I'd publish it anyway since I'm not sure where I'm going with it.

Love isn't like champagne bubbles
Love isn't like melting snowflakes

Love is not ephemeral
Love is like a living thing that grows and thrives with care

When it Happens to You

I wrote this a long time ago as a response to the trite stuff that people forward through email to each other. Today, it could be talking about the cheesy things people share all over Facebook.

When it Happens to You

And what about when it's not all roses?

(and what about the thorns?)

What do you do when they won't play fair?

(and your friend's got a knife at your back?)

Will your greeting-card words give you hope when it's you

who feels that the night is forever?

What will you do?

When it happens to you?