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The Price of Love
Those we love
Will leave us,
And we will leave
Loved ones behind.
The pain we feel
When they are gone
Is the price that we must pay.
Worth much more than money,
Far more precious than gold,
The love between
One and another,
Can never be bought
Or sold.
Could be we will find again
The love we think is lost,
And the joy we know
In that day
Will make us forget the cost.
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Bruce Mundhenke writes short fiction and poetry. He lives in a small town
in Illinois. An avid reader, he enjoys taking walks and finds much wonder
and beauty in nature.
February 2025 issue
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