Love

A million thoughts cross within
To write about love as I begin
What does love mean I ask
Would writing about it be a tough task?

Love it is you see in a mother’s eye
As she waves her children good bye
In every hug she gives that trounces one’s fears
Or when she smiles hiding all her tears

Love it is in the father’s hand that pats your back
Flunked in school and you are taken aback
Failures are important he says, you get a lot to learn
older as you get, to hear these words again you yearn

Love it is that flows from your brother’s heart,
As he smiles when you finish his share of chocolate part by part,
Wary of him should all your boyfriends be
Over-protective he is of you as you can see

Love it is in friend that stands by you
In every prank that you do
The one helps you push the broken down car
Or goes out of the way to drop u home even though it’s far

Love it is when to smile you begin
When thought that special someone comes from within
The subtle touch that makes you quiver
Of someone who is far yet always near

To define love might just seem elusive
No amount of thoughts and words seem conclusive
Love to me, is shared in every smile
In every kind hand that helps you cross the mile..