Charles R. McCarthy
What Is Love? - Poem by Charles R. McCarthy
Now you know I want to love you
But do you know what love is dear?
Is that feeling deep inside of us
That can make those dark clouds disappear
Yesterday it was first a pasture
Where we would go to romp and play
But now you are here beside me
In a much more loving way
Do you really love me
And how can I be sure
Will the Lord let me still hold you
And how may our love endure
How can we describe our love
If in our hearts it doesn't show
Would you know I really love you
If I hadn't told you so.
Love is a Gift of God's creation
In that somber place where spirits dwell
That nurtures hearts that need forgiving
Then lets them grow till they got well.
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