What is Love? What is the real answer to that question?
When I think of my sons, it is giving with no thought of receiving
It is nurturing like an arrival to a safe, happy place
It is a union, a journey, like when someone relaates
Why can’t I feel like this all the time?
Why can’t I feel like this everyday?
I want to be in this all the time but opinions get in my way.
With my sons my love never ends
It can never go wrong or turn into indifference
I have never felt hate towards them
They are always forgiven and accepted
It is the love they call unconditional
Beware what you tell yourselves children of light
demanding and judging will alter your sight
And forcing your way always leads to a fight
cuz nothing is wrong more than anythings right