Love

What is love?
Is it having a crush?
Maybe a best friend…
Family? Friends?
In the ends,
and through the bends,
On the happy days,
that jars just can’t contain.
And the sad ones too,
Where in your heart,
is a never-ending rain,
It is love…
Love that is there,
through it all, everywhere.
Love which lets us live,
Cry, Laugh, Sad, Sigh, Dance, Sing,
It is love that to us all shall bring,
life;
A life filled with love, is but a life without…
An intense feeling of deep affection,
that is love.
-Jory T. James