The dispensation of love
comes to us in many shapes and sizes.
Mine arrived just in time,
speechless, soft to the touch
and full of surprises.
Innocence in a bundle,
lacking hatred and unforgiveness.
Love's held in arms of compassion,
meant for attention and tenderness.
No questions asked
and no explanations.
Love in its purest form
rests comfortably in arms
that are tired and weary.
that are tired and weary.
Love is blind, but has eyes wide open,
receptive to faces newly discovered.
Love gazes then cracks a friendly smile,
as love welcomes home
the heavyhearted.
the heavyhearted.
~2011 Vaughn Wood
To cute for words,
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