The Rare Kind of Love

My friends ask me if I've found love yet , well I say....no I haven't found it I say , it wasn't lost to be found.... LOVE....I'll tell you about love I've found love in my life at my first breath I see love in GOD, yes in GOD isn't he the one who gave me what I have now ? Didn't he completed me ?Didn't he made me perfect ? He gave me the gift of vision , the gift of breathing , the gift of hearing , of talking , of feeling The gift to thinking and taking  choices He gave me a pure heart to love and care , to forgive,  he threw faith inside my weak soul I pray and he responded , he looks out for me Isn't that called love? Cause if it's not then what's the definition of it ? Yes I see love....I see love in my mother's eyes When she holds me, when she makes me feel safe and secure Yes, I see love in the woman who birthed me Who stayed hours , days , months , years looking out for me , trying her best to give me the life I dreamed about Yes I see love in her , didn't she taught me what I know now ? I see love in her pure heart, in her tears when she carries my pain,my worries,  when she heals my wounds with her soft , gentle , warm touch Isn't that love ?If it's not then what is it ? How can you ask me if I've found love when it's never been lost ? When it's in every beautiful face that I see in the morning In every smile , in every laugh Believe me I have lots of love in my life , it's just from a different kind , the rare one Trust me if you own the same love that I own , you'll know how lame is the one you use to know , the one you use to call love My love is the kind that never ends , never dies Never get dirty and never cause pain It's the kind that light up your destination The kind that gives peace to your heart and life And the kind that color your deep dark soul with the colors of faith