Peace to you my sister’s, love thyself and to yourself thyself be true, thou art accepted as you are by Jesus, I pray I feel this too!
Peace to you my brothers, some still fighting a war that seems to never end within, you are worthy of Love, thy pride, let it not be in vain yet with a  soft spoken heart, lay your weapons down.
My father, I’ve been unable to love or be loved; the turbulence, the disturbances, woe, my heart! May we find a good day!
I would see you on a sunny day or in the rain. I would run to you in the sand or crawl to you on the rocks, Jesus knows my heart, He is Love! Where are we? Where are you and where am I,(finally tears roll down, for I hurt you)?
I remember good. The Sixties!
You said my name was “Love” then, you were rehearsing saying “my love, my love” and it wasn’t me. I cried because it was the deepest ppain I ever knew.... And I guess I messed you up pretty bad. Life without you was challenging. I wasn’t treated special but to a sailor, a star came down, and the most beautiful woman he ever saw sat on deck and said some day he would have a child and told him unspoken thing’s... And then paused and told him to name me Lucinda Lu. It was my God given name.
The last thing the Lucky Sailor said as he lay bedridden, he instructed me his last words to: be someone’s nurse.
Now I remember what love is......
Because I remember’You’ and I endear you way, and if you give me the chance, I will never turn away! This I vow to you, you are the love of my life, Angels know....