Sometimes, love, just is.
We can’t explain it or define it.
We don’t know why it happens,
We just have it.
I don’t need a reason to love.
But
He gives them to me every day.
Humor.
Patience.
Acceptance.
Tolerance.
Generosity.
Truth.
Encouragement.
Love doesn’t always give us reason or make sense.
I don’t take for granted
That I love,
And it
Just
Is.
I have a need to explore parts of this world I have not yet known, and I can’t help but pause in my new discoveries to appreciate what I need not search for.
He is there.
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A wise woman appreciates and celebrates the treasures she holds in her heart. Thank you for the reminder, Colleen.
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Thank you Russ. I do treasure, and wonder sometimes, if I don’t express that enough.
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Colleen, I read this just after posting a poem of my own. A poem which began to open me up again as I wrote it a few weeks ago. As I read this I could feel my body temperature rise, warmth radiating from my heart out to my limbs. So simple. So guileless. So true.
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Thank you Carolin. It really is so simple. I’m glad it emanated within you. I appreciate your reaction (and words to describe it!).
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yes –
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😀
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You are my reason
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That is love. 🙂
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THank you Doc Momma. It sure feels like it. 🙂
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Pause and appreciate. Yes.
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I try to Jim, though the poor husband is MUCH better at that than I am. 🙂
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Wonderful poem, Colleen!
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Thank you Priceless 🙂
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Beautiful Colleen, if every marriage or partnership had that love there would be less divorce and seperation. Well penned.♥♥
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Thank you Salpa58. I think you’re right about that. If we fed back as much positive as we do our upsets and frustrations….what a different world it would be.
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You are one lucky woman, Colleen. I don’t understand that old saying not to wear your heart on your sleeve. How can you not when you hold such love and joy? ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Tess. I really do know I’m lucky. Very lucky. Him? Not so much. Hahahahahaha. I’m kidding. He keeps telling me he’s lucky 🙂 ❤
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S.w.e.e.t. ❤ ❤ ❤ I love real love stories.
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Me too 🙂
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❤
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❤
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You are indeed lucky.What a lovely tribute. As the years have passed I’ve begun to appreciate ‘himself’ more and more.
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I have GREATLY appreciated your prose about yer man. 🙂 Thank you Tric.
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How sweet Colleen – I’m sure you give him reasons everyday to love you too. ❤
Diana xo
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Awwww…..well the thing is, I probably don’t! But he loves me anyway. That makes me very lucky. 🙂 Thank you Diana!
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Everyone should show appreciation for their special someone’s. If someone has family to fill in the holes, like I do, be grateful! 🙂
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I am so very grateful Robin, that is for sure!
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Beautiful Love Poem! Love is a wonderful feeling.
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Thank you Bonnie Bao! 🙂
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Lovely!!
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Thank you Lyn 🙂
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This is beautiful Colleen!
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Thank you Heart 🙂
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He is indeed there, and, so obviously, an integral part of you. Is that him pondering on the bridge?
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It is indeed Peter. We had a fabulous day together. 🙂
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How important to recognize the inspiration behind our loves, even as we recognize we can’t explain or define it! So lovely, Colleen.
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Thank you Debra. I have to say, he was gobsmacked. 🙂
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I love this it’s so powerful and so true
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Thank you TrendsandRelations 🙂
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