If… love

If love is happiness,

why is there sadness?

If love is kind,

why is there pain?

If love is understanding,

why are there fights?

If love is sharing,

why is it possessive?

If love is for me,

why don’t I feel it?

If love is free,

why do people cheat?

If love has no boundaries,

why don’t we love?

If love is enduring,

why does it die?

If love is me,

why don’t I love you?

If love is here,

where am I?

If love has many sides,

why can’t I find one?

If love can reach me,

here I am.

While reading Leo Buscaglia’s book Living Loving and Learning yesterday, this poem catched my attention.  Let me know what you think about it…

Remember

Remember by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.

Remember me when no more day by day.

You tell me of our future that you planned:

Only remember me; you understand.

I will be late to counsel them or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while.

And afterwards remember; do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave

A vestige of the thought that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile T

Than that you should remember and be sad.