Love Is

Love Is An old man sitting all alone holding a cup that wasn't his. When someone asked him about love. What do you believe it is? At first he seemed to look away and tears filled up his eyes. He said love is grief you feel each time somebody dies. Love is being faithful when your body wants to stray. Love is never leaving when part of you don't want to stay. Love is like a river, it's so much more than a whim. Love is loving someone when you ain't much liking them. It's seeing deep inside a heart and though not liking what you see. Love is taking time to love, someone a lot like me. Love is every pain you knew every heartache ever met. Love is things you wish you could but still you can't forget. Love is with you always it's what you gain and in your loss. Love will live forever it was proven on the cross. Edwin C Hofert