how do we learn to love
is it passed from your mom and dad?
or is it something we always had?
is love always the same?
or does it constantly change?
so many questions about this four letter word
a word that some may not have heard
or maybe heard but never felt, seen, or smelt
its just something that boggles my mind
plays with my heart and sneaks up from behind
but regardless if i have the answers
theres just one thing im pround of and that is the ability to love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem