This is about mom and dad, and what they taught me about love.
Love has many names,
Seen in some faces
It grows older,
And known throughout ages.
Love isn't a destination,
It's a journey,
Not a race
It's a life full of colors,
Each at their own pace
Because we love differently
Meant to be Accepted and received
Love shouldn't be chased
Love is patient, love persists
If it's unwilling, then it's not this.
Love is not confusion, love is not a guess
Love is your best friend
Not obsessive, not a quest,
Love is coming home
Love is your 'yay'
Love is who we decide to spend the rest of our days
6.11.20