A Little Love- A Different Kind of Love Poem
A little bit of love from my life...
To You , Love Amazon
What's beautiful in your life?
Love is simple, and it can be seen in all aspects of the world we live in.
So when I have a day that gets to me and crawls underneath my skin.
I stop and look at the world around, and I realize that my life isn’t bad.
There is so many things that bring laughter, why waste my time with being mad.
I love great pajamas and curling up on the couch
I love watching movies from my childhood that star Big Bird and Oscar the Grouch
I love the way that cookies smell when they are baking in the spring
I love standing in the background listening to my toddlers sing.
I love all the memories behind all my dusty antiques
And I love the way that looking through a photo album bring back so many memories.
I love to see my parents hold hands and pull each other close.
I love to watch my one year old play Head-Shoulders-Knees and Toes.
I love the way that rain smells ten minutes before it rains
And I love the jingle jangle sound of a pocket full of loose change
I love the way that a baby’s breath smells
And I love reading out loud for my children, from a book of fairy tales
I love old houses, and the way that their boards squeak
I love Christmas morning when every little kid tries to get a little peak
I love getting flowers for no reason at all
And I love unexpected letters and unforeseen phone calls
I love camping in my grandfather’s hand me down tent, rather than a luxury RV
I love the way that my children hide behind me-like it’s the best way not to be seen
I love sitting on my front porch, listening to the wind
And I love the laughter from down the street coming from my neighbor’s kids
I love that my family pushed me to get my education
And I love that I can show up at my sister’s house without making a reservation
I love that I am loved, by so many people in my life
And I am glad that I was able to find someone who loved me enough to make me a mother and a wife.
I love that I still remember what has made me, me.
And I love the fact that I know who I am and who I want to be.
I love that no one in this world is perfect, because we all have little flaws.
But I love when someone realizes it’s the flaws that make us worth loving at all.
So even when I am angry, hurt or want to give up.
I never say I hate my life- because life has so much that deserves a little love.
It's a great life to love living in...
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