Love isn’t just words we speak,
It’s in the moments, soft and meek.
In a smile, in a gentle hand,
In quiet acts, love makes its stand.
It’s not in what we try to keep,
It’s in the moments, calm and deep.
Love doesn’t rush, it doesn’t wait,
It’s present now, it’s never late.
Love is in the fall of rain,
The hug that eases all the pain.
It doesn’t ask for more or less,
It’s simply there, no need to guess.
It’s not a thought or grand design,
It’s in the simple life we find.
Love doesn’t push, it doesn’t fight,
It lives in morning; it lives in night.
So, pause a moment, take a glance,
Love is here in every chance.
It’s not a dream, it’s not a thing,
It’s in the joy the small things bring.
It’s in the moments, soft and meek.
In a smile, in a gentle hand,
In quiet acts, love makes its stand.
It’s not in what we try to keep,
It’s in the moments, calm and deep.
Love doesn’t rush, it doesn’t wait,
It’s present now, it’s never late.
Love is in the fall of rain,
The hug that eases all the pain.
It doesn’t ask for more or less,
It’s simply there, no need to guess.
It’s not a thought or grand design,
It’s in the simple life we find.
Love doesn’t push, it doesn’t fight,
It lives in morning; it lives in night.
So, pause a moment, take a glance,
Love is here in every chance.
It’s not a dream, it’s not a thing,
It’s in the joy the small things bring.