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The school of love.


Love, Only one has taught me.

My parents, to me they are one entity.

One being. One Cause.

They taught me to love. 

They loved each other.

I just watched.

 

They had many tiffs

Many rough days.

Sometimes my dad is so stiff.

Never listen to my mom. 

 

& Yet they love. 

Words mean less to me. 

Actions speak more. 

I saw them kiss. One time I saw them have sex

but mostly I see them fight.

Yet they still loved. 

 

HE has told me. Love.

Love is unconditional, 

Love is to Give, and give, and give, and

give and give, and give, and give and give, and give, and give and

 give, and give, and give and give, and give,

and give and give, and give, and give and

give, and give, and give and

forget that you give.

and give again. 

 

A love of total investment and no regret.

A love that wants to give more. 

A love to give glory to others. 

A love to trust. 

 

 

 

and a love that multiplies and produce more love.

 

That's what they taught me, 

or to me what it taught,

 

In the family, the school of love.

 

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