What Is Love
Just a feeling or something that lives between two people,
It begins with birth and will not end on earth till we pass,
Then we start a new love with our loved ones on earth,
They shall look at us in a new light.
Our first and maybe our only true love is Mother,
But from there we branch out with the love we give,
Some of it is returned but most goes by the wayside of life,
As we grow so does our compassion for others and their feelings,
Till we find the one with which our love come to rest with.
This is a joyful time of our life,
More happiness than sadness for a time,
You thought your love would be exhausted with just one,
But then came more that want the love that is you.
Then one day the love you thought would never die betrayed you,
They found they love another not you,
So as your heart breaks your dreams of love leave you,
Along with compassion for your fellow man,
What a state of living it is a life with so much to give,
And no one wants what they have to give.
Then as time passes you become more open to love,
One more time is all you believe you can handle,
But with out love what reason is there life?
Then you find the one with which all your hopes and dreams rest,
Now will they embrace you as the one you hope or just a friend,
Then just when you are about to give up all hope to ever love again,
They stroll into your life,
It is like you and they have been join sense birth!
This is the one to grow old with,
To live and laugh,
Fight and cry,
Love and die with.
One more love is all you want from life,
But it is oh so hard to find,
When you do find it never let go,
For you might never find it again,
Life is funny in that way putting thing just out of reach,
But oh so close!
Love and be loved is all one can ask from life!
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