Love

To feel pride in your heart when you stand up and sing, that's not love.
To feel sad inside when the mourning bells ring, that's not love.

To enjoy your time when new places adorn, that's not love.
To feel fuzzy within when new life is born, that's not love.

To look in the eyes of someone adore, that's not love.
To feel the feeling you ne'er felt before, that's not love.

That's not love.


To free someone else and you pay the cost, that's love.
To show someone the way when you end up lost, that's love.

To give of yourself when it causes you pain, that's love.
To forgive someone else when they might do it again, that's love.

To give till it hurts, and then keep giving, too, that's love.
To give your own life to save one who hates you, that's love.

That's love.


© Daniel Lorimer
January 11, 2009