Sparkles in your eyes gleam from your soul.
Your fingers dance in their hair.
Your touch rejuvenates the spirit.
You sit in silence and your silence speaks volumes.
And you know what it’s like to love.
A favorite thing remembered.
You reminisce with a smile.
A helping hand extended.
And you know what it’s like to love
Your light shines bright
You put yourself last
It is more blessed to give than to receive.
You’re taught this and you believe
You give so much.
You cannot conceive
You know what it’s like to love
But do you know what it’s like to be loved?
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