WHAT IS LOVE?
"What is love?" I asked my friend,
And this was his reply.
"Love is like an ocean wave,
That crashes on the shore."
"How do you mean?" I queried then,
"A wave to shore may come,
But then returns from whence it came,
And washes away the sand."
"So does love. It goes and comes,
And as it washes out,
It washes away other things–
Things that might-have-been."