Love is…
Love is…
a newborn baby,
fresh and innocent,
pure as water,
crying, then content.
Love is…
a clasping hand
of a friend so true,
never letting go
no matter what you do.
Love is…
a wedding ring
round and never-ending.
A promise so true
through life;
a kiss, endearing.
Love is…
a family
together, a pact.
A bond that can’t be broken
by this given fact.
Love is…
a gift from God
given from above
so freely, like a string
flying with the dove.
Love is…
around us
wherever we may go.
It’s up to us to grab it,
give it away,
and watch it grow.
By Laurie Kolp
Love is…
a newborn baby,
fresh and innocent,
pure as water,
crying, then content.
Love is…
a clasping hand
of a friend so true,
never letting go
no matter what you do.
Love is…
a wedding ring
round and never-ending.
A promise so true
through life;
a kiss, endearing.
Love is…
a family
together, a pact.
A bond that can’t be broken
by this given fact.
Love is…
a gift from God
given from above
so freely, like a string
flying with the dove.
Love is…
around us
wherever we may go.
It’s up to us to grab it,
give it away,
and watch it grow.
By Laurie Kolp
1 comment:
Oh Laurie ~ that is sooo beautiful! I can't believe you got no comments until mine now. I'm proud to be the first. I especially love the last verse. It makes me think of how "you have to give it away to keep it"! What a gift you are. xoxo
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