Love is taking time to walk,to hear to listen
Love is in the patience,the showing up,the calls..
Love is wrapped in blankets of hugs,kisses,a cup of coffee,a surprised visit
A simple hello a rub on the back,a touch of the hand,means so much
to one who feels like life has stopped.
Parents joy are their children,I believe nothing could cause more pain than as in the show of neglect,lack of respect shown from a child to their parent,
Seeing the ones they have raised,breast fed and helped turn their backs on them
Love is in listening to their stories,laughing their jokes and spending the time,
Time that can never be forgotten or gotten back,
For time for them is limited and so dear
So today,take the time off to care and be ever so near.