by Janice Surlin
My heart is filled with love to share—
Each beat repeats how much I care,
And though it may seem rather small,
It’s really not that way at all;
There’s room for love in every heart,
In every corner, every part.
What is this love I speak of so?
What does it mean, how does it show?
I think we know that love is real
By all the nice ways that we feel,
About ourselves and others too—
Our feelings tell us love is true.
A loving heart means you will find,
Though out of sight, you’re in my mind—
The loving things we do and say
Remain beyond each passing day—
Our lives become enriched, in fact,
By all the loving ways we act.
A loving heart is like the sun,
It brightens life for everyone;
A smile, a hug, kind word and deed
Are what we all can give and need;
To love is what our lives are for,
And always there is room for more
