Poetry

Labor of love

There is no story of love without sacrifices

No joy where there’s never been pain

There’s no happiness where sorrow hasn’t thrived

There’s none. No victories without labor.

There’s not a sacrifice greater than loving without self

Or any pain larger than a soul without joy

There’s no sorrow more deathly than an unhappy heart

No labor as reckless as one in vain.

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12 thoughts on “Labor of love

  1. Festus Dzogbewu says:

    Great piece.
    “There’s no sorrow more deathly than an unhappy heart
    No labor as reckless as one in vain”

    I love those lines. Keep up the good work

    Liked by 1 person

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