Love Poem by Francie Lynch

How did love begin?
Was it here before original sin?
Did we pluck it from a tree?
Did you take a bite for me?
Did it start with our conception,
Perhaps it's merely physical attraction.

I have love of country, love of travel,
Love of life, money and art;
Love of nature and her siblings,
Love for food and all else,
That excludes my heart.

I have love of parents, and love of mate,
Love for my children, and my friends,
And if truth is told, my dog, Jake.
That includes my heart.

There is no boundary to our love.
We love love for its own sake.