The three words I love you for some hard to say
Though by millions those words are repeated each day
But those who have not known love in childhood love unable to give
They struggle with the tender human feelings for as long as they live
To say words like I love you themselves they cannot bring
For people who are scarred by life this seems too hard a thing
To bring themselves to say in childhood love they did not know
In a garden where weeds are plentiful flowers cannot bloom or grow
Those who have been loved as children to them love comes naturally
And words such as I love you they do say easily
Many unloved and abused children into sad adults have grown
Love is a thing that is hard to give if of it you have not known
Simple words such as I love you for them too hard to say
Without knowing the joys of love they age, grow old and gray.
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