Some say love is fleeting -- here today and gone tomorrow
Some say love is hard to catch -- like chasing the wind
Some say love is a battlefield -- with casualty after casualty
Some say love is a rose -- beautiful yet painful
But as for me,
I'm the lucky one.
I have them all beat
You see, I know what love is.
Love is a gleam in the eye,
A laugh on the wind,
Or a tear down a cheek.
Love is forgiveness and grace,
Even when it's not sought
Love is choosing to hold on to someone,
Even when they don't know.
Love is giving of oneself,
Even if giving doesn't pay.
I'm the lucky one.
I have them all beat.
Every morning, I know what love is.
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