Today I quote:
"Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort
It is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble
When you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home
Perhaps love is like a window
Perhaps an open door
It invites you to come closer
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself
And don't know what to do
The memory of love will see you through
Oh, Love to some is like a cloud
To some as strong as steel
For some a way of living
For some a way to feel
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
And some say they don't know
Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of pain
Like a fire when it's cold outside
Thunder when it rains..."
John Denver
"Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort
It is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble
When you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home
Perhaps love is like a window
Perhaps an open door
It invites you to come closer
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself
And don't know what to do
The memory of love will see you through
Oh, Love to some is like a cloud
To some as strong as steel
For some a way of living
For some a way to feel
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
And some say they don't know
Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of pain
Like a fire when it's cold outside
Thunder when it rains..."
John Denver
This is the most beautiful poem about love that I know because it shows the many faces of Love... Today I think of one of my late grandmothers, whose birthday was today and who spent the last eight years of her life lying on a bed without complaining and I know that is Love too... Perhaps Love is Life...
Now that is a beautiful poem :D Love your Blog my dear friend!!! Will be coming here often :) Miss you always :)
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Ti
É um bonito texto e uma bonita homenagem à tua avó também. O Amor tem realmente muitas facetas, não é só a de Cupido. A idade e a nossa experiência da vida vão-nos ensinando isso diariamente.
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