From Grandma

You may full plainly see

Why I have never penn'd a line to thee

Because my thoughts we're never free

Nor clear

And little fit to please a classic ear

Like yours my dear

Pray my child that you never love

For love demands a lot

For love will eat you whole

For love will rip you apart

Raise you high

Then set you down like a comet

Say no to love

For where there's love, there's hate

Embrace hope, she never dissapoints