Love holds no container
That's not what it's all about
It spreads the joy and slays the fears
And does it without leaving doubt
It does take a special class
But not of wealth or of educations see
But the ability to look through the eyes of Love
To appreciate and validate our world of individuality's
And the many gifts that others bring
That most would look on as quite small
For the lack of their economic abilities
And not for the beauty of it's all
Look through the eyes of a child's smile
When met by one whose tall
Appreciate the innocents that you see
With no judgement there at all
Just the beauty of a little happy face
With the gift to make you smile
And the ability to stop your pace
To appreciate Love again
If only for awhile