View From My Window
And what do you see
From your window?
I see young couples walking together
Shoulders touching
Unspoken tenderness
Inseparable
Full of promise.
What is love?
Love is not one thing
There is no benchmark for it
It comes unexpectedly
And can be
Kindness
Respect
Companionship
Or the soft touch of a hand.
Is love important?
There is no truer belief
Than to be wanted.
Copyright © Edmund Siejka | Year Posted 2014
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