Love has so many ways,

Of coming into our lives

Parents love – always and forever

No type, no condition, no measure

The college love – pure and bright

But not always strong enough to fight

The office love – mature but fun

It always comes to the end of its run

The one way love – short and sincere

If not returned, ends in a sad tear

The marriage love – responsible and practical

It needs to last and be strong in principle

Because only then will another generation see

The many ways love comes to be.