A Romantic Poem

There was a touch, I knew as an infant when my mother lifted me up and held me close to her bosom. I knew this was Love and that she loved me. There was a touch, I knew as a child when, I would hold the hand of my father, and we would walk and talk. He would lift me high in the air and laugh spinning me around. I knew this was Love and that he loved me. There was a touch I looked forward to when I was early in my teens, when I could rest my head on my grandmother’s shoulder. She would lift my spirits by saying “Things going to be OK let Granny take care of you now.” I knew this was Love and I knew she loved me. There was a touch I looked for when I became a man, a Mother’ caress, a Father’s strength and a Grandmother’s smile. All of this was lost to me, and I wondered through life searching for this touch in all that crossed my path. It was not until I met you that I realized that the touch I was looking for was the one upon my heart. That is when I knew this was Love and you loved me.