This is Love

Dear Diary

It's windy and cold tonight in the City. The wind can be heard through the mango trees outside. The sound of passing cars and few youths hanging around the street for a puff and Buai . Sound of laughter can be heard few blocks down the road. Somehow, We had some family members come over for dinner. Our conversation had been centered on the latest new case of Covid_19 in the city. A family member thinks it's time to wear face mask when going out. Another argues that there is actually no COVID19. But we all agree that we should practice social and physical distancing and wash our hands with soap and water. Well, Now that they have left, I turn to my diary to express my heart felt gratitude and love for the one who loves and cares about me. Not just me, but you reading this blog post too. So I pen down that love as a poem.

This is Love

Every time I think about you,

I smile,

I can feel your smile too,

It shows around the world you made,

Through the friends I have,

This is love,

It's a long story,

How you first loved me,

Gave up your life for me,

You showed me love,

I'd like to tell it to you,

But you know it all,

This is Love,

From the depts of my heart,

I feel it, 

Yet, words cannot express that feeling,

developed over years,

Now overflowing,

Every time I think about you,

This is love,

I smile,

Every time I think about you,

It comes easily,

You know it all,

But, I'd like to tell it to you,

This is Love.

End.