The Meaning of Love

In a world so small,

In a world so diverse,

There comes a time,

When you wonder,

Why am I here?

You look outside,

You look inside,

You look at friends,

You look at family,

And you wonder,

Why am I here?

A tiny cry,

A lopsided grin,

A tug that pulls

At the heartstrings.

You gaze at

That unblinking stare,

And you know.

This is my life,

This is my purpose,

These tiny human beings,

The essence of my existence.

They don’t ask,

They don’t demand,

They just teach,

The meaning of love.

Footprints on the Mind