Another beautiful day had ended…another fairy tale read
when my daughter asked, “Mommy…what is love?”
as I tucked her into bed.
And so I did what parents do when their not sure what to say…
I took a deep breath…and jumped right in…hoping to find my way…
I leaned in close to her and quickly scanned by brain…
Love…I said holding her hand, is not so easy to explain.
Love is everywhere…it glides on the wind…it floats on the sea
It’s in every creature great or small…it’s in you…and it’s in me…
Love begins somewhere within our soul…it is the music of our heart
It can be felt between two people…when together…or apart.
Love when you are young…is different than the love when you are grown
Love is caring about someone else’s happiness more than about your own.
Love is beautiful, compassionate, forgiving, wonderful and kind
Love can only blossom when two lives are intertwined…
Love is just as wonderful when it’s old…as it was when it was new.
I believe, when it comes to love…it’s what we’re born to do..
When I thought I’d said enough…when my rambling was through…
I smiled at my daughter and asked…by the way…what is love to you?
Her face lit up and without hesitation…with a child’s innocence she proclaimed…
“I think love is what makes me smile every time say your name.”
What is love? was the question she asked at the end of a beautiful day…
And the next time someone asks me…
I know just what I’m going to say.
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