Sometimes love is like a touch me not

a flower that is burst and than forgot

its like a little sparrow to the eye

if you try to touch her she will fly

once I saw a cardnal on a limb

I ran to the tree and up I climb

but i was in much dismay

because the bird had flown away

love is natural, tender and sweet

love is what makes your heart beat

but once love, s lost you will regret

you toss and turn and so much you fret

but don, t avoid love to protect your heart

enjoy it while you can even if it will depart