Today I love the world, the faces on the street the wind and chill. Pausing to look up through dark bare branches, reaching out in all directions against the vast bright blue. Soon buds and leaves will fill the empty spaces. In the mind of this love The fissures mend themselves.
3 thoughts on “LOve is all about”
Hooray for love!!!
HURRAh ! ❤ 😉
Sigh…..true…so much has been said about love and still not enough!