Something given is something is something received,
To receive friendship is a blessing,
To receive love a glorious gift.
To have both, a priceless vase, so very fragile, so highly prized.
To possess is to own.
To share is to freely set free all that is possessed
If love is shared then the world is an open book

NOTE: all comments are made under the influence of a heavy dose of reality

 

 

Found on a sheet with three other poems dated the same day.