This poem is from Autumn Leaves:
Love, like a garden, needs vigilant weeding.
Love, like a fire, requires constant feeding
To keep it in order and burning brightly.
Love, harsh words can often shatter.
Love, which wrong action can tatter,
But sharing and compromise bind it tightly.
Love is not honored by corridors of time.
Love requires daily attention to make grow sublime,
And words spoken in haste bring feeling contritely.
Love is soft spoken, building no dissension.
Love is feelings and touching, with full comprehension.
Many words often lose their savor; use sparingly, but nightly.