It is almost nap time and the children will be put to their
cribs and one of which in my room
So I must hurry
I have had this thought bearing
Down my neck
I can barely hold my head upright
I was thinking of love
It Is clearly the most wonderful thing to ponder on
Whether it be an abstract concept of love that can melt the icy
hearts of the hardest men
It can literally change one’s life
Or it could even be the tangible touching kind of love
Like that of which I often reminisce on
I just wonder if that part of me has died or if I am even
capable of doing so again?
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