Love is.... the reason, why are we here?
To lose love is.... mans greatest fear.
It is the sparkle in our eyes, the flame in our soul,
The roots of a marriage, to have and to hold.
The pursuit of happiness, young and old,
All to be jeopardized by one lie told.
The reason we are born, the reason we persevere,
The treasure that we seek, so priceless and so dear.
Love is.... the stuff that dreams are made of,
The freedom we take for granted when push comes to shove.
Love is.... the feeling that gives us wings,
Lifts us up, lets our hearts sing.
Love will not hurt you, Love will not deceive,
Close your eyes, make a wish and whisper.... I believe.

Written by Donna Preece 11-18-08 All rights reserved.