Love is...

Love is...

Love is free never,
Never give your heart out to anyone,
Anyone can hurt and destroy it,
It can be hard to love and be loved in return fully,
Fully understanding that can take time,
Time runs through our fingers,
Fingers count how many times you have been hurt,
Hurt is hard to cope with as is,
Is what I used to say,
Saying that now seems childish,
Childish is me no more,
More love to give to my life,
Life now is my wonderful wife.

- My Grandmother’s Successor