The greatest of these....

There are many kinds of lost loves; the loved one, now gone, whose love for you still lives on- yet the love of their touch, their hug, their special names, the look and sound of joy when they saw you- these are lost.
There is unrequited love, and foolish love; first love and child-love; there is the "love of a friend who sticks closer than a brother"- that I have been blessed to find. There is a love that was once a certainty in your heart and a cause for happiness that has grown much colder; and one never really knows why, or how, or what to do. This is where I write when I'm feeling blue, so this is for love's lost, and lost loves, and love remembered.

Had we never lov'd sae kindly

Had we never lov'd sae blindly

Never met- or never parted-

We had ne'er been broken-hearted.

"These three remain: Faith, Hope, and Love; but the Greatest of these is Love."