It is Not Love - If You Must Ask - by Susie Hemingway

What is love, I'm often asked
my answer is, it's not a task,
It's when you only have to glance,
to make your heart turn in a trance,
when eyes cannot turn away
and when you yearn from day to day,
your soul and mind in endless tune,
it is not love - if you must ask.

What is love, the girls do ask,
when you can trust another soul
with secrets you have never told,
when your mind and heart can blend as one
and when silence, a delight becomes.
When you know that you would walk,
a thousand miles, for eyes and soul,
and just one glance,
it is not love - if you must ask.

What is love, the boys do ask,
it's when you care more than yourself,
as in your busy days you'll find, and
when you try another kind!
your mind refuses, turning back
although you try another track,
your heart refuses, to let go,
don't ask me! for you will always know
it is not love - if you must ask.

It's when you find the strength that lies
in waiting for the sun to rise
across your soul and heart and mind
a love so pure, the only kind.
It's when in everyday, a joyous song
a heart that sings, in sweet refrain,
a closeness and a precious gem,
just wait for love, no other kind.

It is not love - if you must ask.


dedicated to my youngest son Yousef - October 30


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