What Is Love
She said to me
What do you call love
An aged old young man answered
When I’ve seen you born
And I know how you’ll die
I see the fantasies in your head
I see the realities on your face
I see the dreams you try to pretend
Sometimes our life is a shame
But we’re no disgrace
It’s looking
Not being afraid of what we are seeing
It’s listening
Paying attention to what we are hearing
Not hiding the reality
Inside you and me
Here we are
So far away
From where we want to be
Keeping each other together
Knowing ourselves
Sharing each other
This is love
By: Roger Harkness
Hi Friend!!
Been missing you! How are things? Great, I hope! haven’t had a visit from you in a while. Just wanted to let you know you were thought of and missed! Have a great week and weekend! Be blessed! Big hug and love!!!