Where is Love?
Love is always hiding and seems hard to find
But it’s all around if we weren’t so blind
Love takes many forms from the essence of life
Its never found in the dark side of strife
Love is like music that favors the ear
It’s calling softly and asking you to hear
Love is in nature’s ever changing side
It’s like an ocean with a slow rolling tide
Love is like a river that flows from a secret source
It’s in our hearts to alter its course
Love has no limits; it knows no bounds
It’s like a whisper; never loud sounds
Love is in a smile from a stranger’s face
It’s light hearted and full of good grace
Love is in the excitement of a wagging tail
It’s long lasting and its joy is never frail
Love is in a kindness from out of the blue
It’s given and taken and sometimes overdue
Love is in the sunshine of a quiet Sunday day
It’s in a walk that we take as we pray
Love is a ride down an old country lane
It’s in the scenery that causes no pain
Love is in the eyes of mother and child
It’s in knowing a feeling never beguiled
Love is in the endless father’s labor to provide
It’s in knowing that for you he always will abide
Love is God’s gift that makes life a friend
It’s given freely from the beginning to the end
Love is your gift that will never go away
Its in those faces that greet you each and every day
The Professor
Love is always hiding and seems hard to find
But it’s all around if we weren’t so blind
Love takes many forms from the essence of life
Its never found in the dark side of strife
Love is like music that favors the ear
It’s calling softly and asking you to hear
Love is in nature’s ever changing side
It’s like an ocean with a slow rolling tide
Love is like a river that flows from a secret source
It’s in our hearts to alter its course
Love has no limits; it knows no bounds
It’s like a whisper; never loud sounds
Love is in a smile from a stranger’s face
It’s light hearted and full of good grace
Love is in the excitement of a wagging tail
It’s long lasting and its joy is never frail
Love is in a kindness from out of the blue
It’s given and taken and sometimes overdue
Love is in the sunshine of a quiet Sunday day
It’s in a walk that we take as we pray
Love is a ride down an old country lane
It’s in the scenery that causes no pain
Love is in the eyes of mother and child
It’s in knowing a feeling never beguiled
Love is in the endless father’s labor to provide
It’s in knowing that for you he always will abide
Love is God’s gift that makes life a friend
It’s given freely from the beginning to the end
Love is your gift that will never go away
Its in those faces that greet you each and every day
The Professor