When love is there

Simple.

when love is there

you know it…

there is no question

when it is there.

no doubt.

easy goes as

the

sun is yellow,

the sky is blue and

the breeze is warm.

there is no question of love.

there is nothing hard about it.

you know this

when you are old

and gray.

one young may wonder,

‘do they love me or love

me not’?

if that is the question

then

that will be a lonely love,

a heartbreaking love

a dish of

insecurity

served up

for one.

a lesson

to be

learned

well

for ones

own

advancement.

the pain

of which

I

remember

all

too

well.

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