What Is Love

The word we call love
It is unconditional and comes from above,

My children have my total heart
And yes my husband has a big part,

I have enough love to spread around
If your lucky my love has no bounds,

Always believe in your inner feelings
Because in the end that is what has the most meaning,

Love is silent and makes no sound
It is what the world need all around,

My love is true and won't fail you
Because when I love you never feel blue.


Written By: Unique Poetry: 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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