What is love, I’m often asked
my answer is, it’s not a task,
It’s when you only have to glance,
to make your heart turn in a trance,
when eyes cannot turn away
and when you yearn from day to day,
your soul and mind in endless tune,
it is not love – if you must ask.
What is love, the girls do ask,
when you can trust another soul
with secrets you have never told,
when your mind and heart can blend as one
and when silence, a delight becomes.
When you know that you would walk,
a thousand miles, for eyes and soul,
and just one glance,
it is not love – if you must ask.
What is love, the boys do ask,
it’s when you care more than yourself,
as in your busy days you’ll find, and
when you try another kind!
your mind refuses, turning back
although you try another track,
your heart refuses, to let go,
don’t ask me! for you will always know
it is not love – if you must ask.
It’s when you find the strength that lies
in waiting for the sun to rise
across your soul and heart and mind
a love so pure, the only kind.
It’s when in everyday, a joyous song
a heart that sings, in sweet refrain,
a closeness and a precious gem,
just wait for love, no other kind.
It is not love – if you must ask.
dedicated to my youngest son Yousef – October 30
@ Copyright 2007
Lovely Poem Susie. Cat Chorley
Simply beautiful. Ken
Amazing – Think you have summed it all up!
Your son is so lucky to have such a caring mother. I hope he takes each and every word to heart and seals them inside. Jewel U.S.A
How true is this poem and beautifully written. Well done Susie. Adrian from London.
Love is what you give and not what you take.
Love is feel your lover even if they live 1,000,000 miles away of you.
Love is the missing thing that all the world is looking for.
It is love…
If you must ask..
Mark. Cairo. Egypt.
and i shall keep looking Susie for love as in this poem. david espana
I am the founder of the MMRF Group on Facebook and i just wanted to let you know that your poems are really touching. My Grandfather passed away from this terrible disease but since then they have made much more progress. I am glad to hear your husband is doing well. Best Of Luck. I will pray for him and contiue to raise awareness, hope and money for research to fine a cure. Stephanie
This is a very special poem a really delightful piece of work
Sally Grieves
Thanks go to all who have commented here – your remarks cheer and spur me on – thank you x