“Perhaps love is like a resting place…A shelter from the storm…It exists to give you comfort…It is there to keep you warm…And in those times of trouble…When you are most alone….The memory of love will bring you home.
Perhaps love is like a window…perhaps an open door…It invites you to come closer…It wants to show you more…And even if you lose yourself …And don’t know what to do…The memory of love will see you through.
Love to some is like a cloud…To some as strong as steel…For some a way of living…For some a way to feel…And some say love is holding on…And some say letting go…And some say love is everything…And some say they don’t know.
Perhaps love is like the ocean…Full of conflict, full of pain…Like a fire when it’s cold outside…Thunder when it rains…If I should live forever…And all my dreams come true…my memories of love will be of you.”
I heard this song for the first time in years when I came across an old John Denver tape a few weeks ago. It was a favorite of mine many years ago. A friend sang it at my first husband’s funeral. It seemed so appropriate at the time. It still does. Love is eternal. It surpasses the boundaries of distance, (physical and emotional), it survives death, it is one of the few things we can actually take with us when we leave this existence.
It is also one of the few things that get bigger the more we use it. As much as we may wish it, you can’t say that about money or possessions. So during this upcoming holiday season- see how much love you can give away. That’s what Christmas is all about anyway, isn’t it? Even the Grinch knows that!
That’s the view from my side of the street, what’s yours?
Perhaps love is like a window…perhaps an open door…It invites you to come closer…It wants to show you more…And even if you lose yourself …And don’t know what to do…The memory of love will see you through.
Love to some is like a cloud…To some as strong as steel…For some a way of living…For some a way to feel…And some say love is holding on…And some say letting go…And some say love is everything…And some say they don’t know.
Perhaps love is like the ocean…Full of conflict, full of pain…Like a fire when it’s cold outside…Thunder when it rains…If I should live forever…And all my dreams come true…my memories of love will be of you.”
I heard this song for the first time in years when I came across an old John Denver tape a few weeks ago. It was a favorite of mine many years ago. A friend sang it at my first husband’s funeral. It seemed so appropriate at the time. It still does. Love is eternal. It surpasses the boundaries of distance, (physical and emotional), it survives death, it is one of the few things we can actually take with us when we leave this existence.
It is also one of the few things that get bigger the more we use it. As much as we may wish it, you can’t say that about money or possessions. So during this upcoming holiday season- see how much love you can give away. That’s what Christmas is all about anyway, isn’t it? Even the Grinch knows that!
That’s the view from my side of the street, what’s yours?
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