In the Air
In The Air
There is love always in the air....
It is up to you to decide if its caught....
Love is not always having to be a pair....
And it’s not something that can be taught....
You know when you get trapped in its web....
Like a spider you become its prey....
Happiness and giddy when you wake from bed....
Being content at the end of the day....
Friends and family sharing in your joy....
At night having some wonderful dreams....
Oh yes and finding that box of childhood toys....
Your face sparkling with a gleam....
Sept. 11, 2008 Bettie Avery
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