Love grows into full bloom,
as beautiful as a butterfly straight from it's cocoon.

To be cared for and nourished,
Being kind and gentle, it will flourish.

You can see it in the spring,
You can hear it when birds sing.

You can feel it in just a touch
by letting that someone know you care so much

You can tell by that look in his eye
you don't have to ask yourself "why?"

Love is always around,
It is here, but not a sound.

Love is a special feeling within,
 a kind for child, hubby or kin.

It will put smiles on many faces,
 and will even help tie shoe laces.

Love will dry up all those tears,
that we'll experience thru the years.

Love is sunshine even in a storm,
like the moon peeping thru clouds in an early morn.

Love is peace and warmth on a cold winter night,
knowing he loves you and will hold you tight.

Love is special to those we hold dear,
but most of all, it's knowing you'll always be here.