love is a riddle, yes my friend
tho' firm, at times it just may bend
tho' it's deceived, it may forgive
tho' there be doubt, it still believes

love is a riddle, yes my friend
't may cause a rend, then make amends
sometimes it's calm, sometimes throws fits
at times quite plain, at times with twists

love is a riddle, yes my friend
sometimes brings pain, yet sometimes joy
it may cause growth, and then destroy
't may cause a smile, or leave annoyed

love is a riddle, yes my friend
't may spur on high, and then descend
to bring you low so you may know
's no depth nor height it cannot go

love may let go, or may secure
it may give up, or 't may endure
at times seems rich, sometimes quite poor
sometimes quite stained, at times it's pure

in all this, friend, you ought to know
there is no place love cannot go
it's potent streams shall ever flow
I pray its waters help you grow