What Love Is To Me

Love has many meanings, and everyone describes it differently, but in this poem, Lewis Wamwanda describes what love is, according to him.

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The fact that we don't talk daily

And even rarely meet

Or laugh all night long

Does not mean I don't love

The fact that we don't go out

And prefer to cook at home

Wash utensils, and do the cleaning

Means Love to me

The fact that we have busy schedules

From dawn to dawn, dusk to dusk

And pause a second to say hi

Or a moment to say goodnight

Means love to me

The fact that you cry when I cry

And travel miles to be a comfort

And travel miles to give a hug

And tears to wipe

Means love to me

The fact that we fight all night

And wake up in the morning to smile

To laugh and talk happily

And not remembering about yesterday

Means love to me

The fact that you choose to miss the bus

And choose to push me to town

Not because you have no money

But because I have no limbs

Means love to me

The fact that you miss all those CATS

Just to take me on my frequent check ups

And volunteer to push my wheelchair

Assuming the preying eyes

Means Love to me

The fact that you take sign language classes

And learn to talk to me in signs

And patiently willing to learn

And your time offering whole

Means love to me

The fact that you don’t say you love me

And in Actions you speak louder

And the signs showing still

Leaves me with hopes always

For that means love to me.

By Lewis Wamwanda

From: Kenya

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