For Love

Can you hear the sound? Standing upon the grassy hill the subtle noise of chilled grass between your toes, the smell of fresh roots, creeping to the surface breaking the barrier feeling the crunch the birth giving way to beautiful sunshine radiating off the joy we all share with one another love shines, climbs and in some cases...fades but your love doesn't, it stays keeps beating like the drummer's song, upon the battlefield, we can all feel your heart, your song, your echo upon each fluffy cloud as they do their slow motioned dance upon the wind It is unlike any wind heard before its noise as it rattles the row of cans upon the old creaking fence that has seen the love of youths perched upon its mantle platonic or romantic love comes in such a range of variety how can we not see it as living born from us all, a gift to the ones we cherish the most come, come one and all and see the source of this Divine Love on the perfect day to celebrate the love a Mother to child, thank you for your love that transcends any mental state, romantic venture or acquired ecstasy Love you Mom