Love

 

Love

 

Where does love come from,

Well,

I know where it’s found,

It’s found in you,

The love of my life,

It’s beginning,

And, it’s ending,

Of course,

Is from God,

But, God gave you to me,

I don’t know why,

Because,

Sometimes,

I’m not as loving as I should be,

Yet,

I know,

That I love you,

And,

I know,

You love me, too,

Love,

It grows,

It deepens,

It has depth and dimension,

Beyond comprehension,

And,

It’s very simple, too,

I see it,

When you give me a wink,

I feel it,

When you interlace your fingers in mine,

And, I hear it,

When you say,

I love you,

And, I say,

I love you, too,

That’s when all of our senses combine,

Coalesce,

Collide,

And, the infinite, everlasting nature of it,

Becomes sealed in an embrace,

Where does love come from,

Well,

I know where it’s found,

It’s found in you!

 

Peter Lowell Paulson

April 15, 2021

Spring Has Sprung

 

 

 

Spring Has Sprung

 

Ah, spring, oh; see the bloom doeth rise,

The sun emerges, glorious skies,

Our great Designer, one who hath-

Bequeathed this beauteous garden path.

 

The jonquil and the tulip nod,

As others break through warming sod,

And, greeted each in waking hours,

This pageantry and dance of flowers.

 

Our wintry storms have gone away,

Oh, thank you God for this new day!

It’s time to smile and have some fun,

Come out! Come out! Enjoy the sun!

 

Peter Lowell Paulson

April 6, 2021