Does love seek attention or does it need it?
The premise of love-
Sometimes understood as to have someone we can live, share, laugh and cry with.
Someone who will stand by us, with us, accepting us for what we are,
through times good and bad,
trying and convenient, happy and sad.
Is all kinds of love so different?
The love showered upon us by parents- selfless, undying, unconditional
from the time we’re born
till the time one of us is gone.
Sets the standards we need to live by and look for.
Give and take is a misplaced notion
For what is given in love is never asked for.
Is that what makes parenthood such a revered job
and a mother the most magnificent person there can be?
Fly away, fly high for that is where we want you to be
The undertones of separation and craving lost in the heart’s unbound cries of happiness.
Is all kinds of love so different?
Brothers and sisters fight with us and for us when needed
allowing for co-existence and a share of what was all theirs
For it takes stronger love to share something as beautiful
as your mother’s warm hug and a ride on your father’s bike
I may not know what is best for you, for I have only gone a little further than you
I will, but, let you know when you tread a wrong step or two.
Friends come, but do they really ever go?
What is it that they bring in our lives, that ceases to leave our self
miles after we leave them behind, memories echoing through volumes of time.
You give, you take. You don’t give, you will be given.
And then follows the sour guilt and the sweet happiness
of comfort, of belonging, of the blessing.
The luxury of not being expected to do
Is not greater than the pleasure of doing.
And so we wonder, is all kinds of love so different?
Stupid me, stupid me.
Little did I know,
what I have now come to believe.
All kinds of love is not so different.
For in the end what have I heard them all say
Jump, for I will catch. Leap, for I will push.
Grieve, for I will console. Bloom, for I will cherish.
Celebrate, for I will too. Sleep, for I will put you to.
Eat, for I will feed. Live, for I want you to.
Love, for I will always love you,
Walk away, for I will wait.
The premise of love-
Sometimes understood as to have someone we can live, share, laugh and cry with.
Someone who will stand by us, with us, accepting us for what we are,
through times good and bad,
trying and convenient, happy and sad.
Is all kinds of love so different?
The love showered upon us by parents- selfless, undying, unconditional
from the time we’re born
till the time one of us is gone.
Sets the standards we need to live by and look for.
Give and take is a misplaced notion
For what is given in love is never asked for.
Is that what makes parenthood such a revered job
and a mother the most magnificent person there can be?
Fly away, fly high for that is where we want you to be
The undertones of separation and craving lost in the heart’s unbound cries of happiness.
Is all kinds of love so different?
Brothers and sisters fight with us and for us when needed
allowing for co-existence and a share of what was all theirs
For it takes stronger love to share something as beautiful
as your mother’s warm hug and a ride on your father’s bike
I may not know what is best for you, for I have only gone a little further than you
I will, but, let you know when you tread a wrong step or two.
Friends come, but do they really ever go?
What is it that they bring in our lives, that ceases to leave our self
miles after we leave them behind, memories echoing through volumes of time.
You give, you take. You don’t give, you will be given.
And then follows the sour guilt and the sweet happiness
of comfort, of belonging, of the blessing.
The luxury of not being expected to do
Is not greater than the pleasure of doing.
And so we wonder, is all kinds of love so different?
Stupid me, stupid me.
Little did I know,
what I have now come to believe.
All kinds of love is not so different.
For in the end what have I heard them all say
Jump, for I will catch. Leap, for I will push.
Grieve, for I will console. Bloom, for I will cherish.
Celebrate, for I will too. Sleep, for I will put you to.
Eat, for I will feed. Live, for I want you to.
Love, for I will always love you,
Walk away, for I will wait.
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