Love,love,love
It’s love that drives my motivation.
Can’t really give an explanation.
Doesn’t need interpretation.
Love in and out in respiration.
Breathe out the word in exhalation.
Let it in - feel its penetration.
Keep it bubbling - through percolation.
Love brings a sense of jubilation.
I feel its calm in relaxation.
It lifts me up - an elevation.
Love has no bounds - no limitation.
It’s infinite - there’s no allocation.
For love, there can’t be any imitation.
Love is love - doesn’t need translation.
It’s layered through life - a lamination.
Love in nature - it’s procreation.
Living life is love - it’s very foundation.
With family - through every generation.
With friends - in every conversation.
Love is my lifeblood - my navigation.
Love stimulates my story - in inspiration.
My life’s design - a tessellation.
I found it in my occupation.
If not, I’d have handed in my resignation.
Love shines in children - in recreation.
A love for life and education.
With love, there’s no place for punctuation.
I feel it all around - through observation.
It’s where I look, in every situation.
Embracing love - I show no trepidation.
With love, no need for isolation.
With love, no need for segregation.
‘Cos love binds us - a congregation.
I tell the world through recitation.
Without love I’d feel suffocation.
Without love I’d feel a deprivation.
So I rejoice in love - an exultation.
Love, love love - a celebration.
Love’s forever - no termination.
And for love, I always hold out expectation.
Copyright © Margaret Montgomery | Year Posted 2024
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