Love Is Everywhere
I have been fortunate to witness many forms of love in my life
sometimes I feel as if I’m living in a storybook
because, like the pages in a fairy tale,
love is everywhere I look.
Take the other day in a restaurant
Love was there for me to see
In a father and his daughter…
who were sitting across from me.
I’m certainly no expert…
but when it comes to love…I have seen much…
enough to recognize it in a daughter’s hug…
and the gentleness of a father’s touch.
Enough to know its grandeur…
its shape,
its charm…
the beauty of its style
as I saw it carved upon their faces
and etched upon their smiles.
Enough to see when a father and daughter sat together…
how delightfully they synthesized
Enough to watch their love rise up
and rest within their eyes
And though I did not listen in
(It was not for me to hear)
I saw love pass between them
When she whispered in his ear.
Once again I was in the presence of love.
It never fails to astound me…
It seems wherever I am…if I open my eyes
love…is all around me.
For when she whispered in her father’s ear
when I watched a beautiful moment shared
As I sat there…in that restaurant
I knew
Love…
is everywhere.
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