Friday, May 29, 2009

What is Love?

We think about it,

sing about it,

dream about it,

and lose sleep worrying about it.

When we don't have it,

we search for it;

when we discover it,

we don't know what to do without it,

when we have it,

we fear losing it.

It's a constant source of pleasure and pain

but we can't predict from one minute to the next,

which could be today.

We love our parents,

our brothers and sisters,

our boyfriends and girlfriends,

our cats and dogs,

our comfortable shoes

and our baseball gloves.


- It's a short work,

easy to spell,

difficult to define,

impossible to live without.