i Wrote this poem to explain what im feeling.
Love is what the say to end the day
Love is a word we feel we are obligated to say
Love is what we say to calm someone down
Love is what we say before someone drowns
but will we ever know what it really is?
will we ever feel the love pass on through each other
from brother to sister and every Mother
Does the World Know how to show it in times like these
But we all know it that there is a need to show it
and a need to watch it grow but do we know how to grow, how to show the love?
