At least according to Old Blue Eyes it is – and he's right, it is. I'm taking about love, of course.
February is a time when we're inundated with sparkly hearts and diaper-clad creatures beckoning the purchase of flowers and chocolate to help us demonstrate our love for others. Almost simultaneously, as the last few Christmas items get marked down 75% or more, out come the Valentine's Day decorations. I suppose we have the card companies to thank; but I feel, like the holiday, the word itself has been a little overplayed.
Love, as most people know, is commonly defined as a "strong affection or liking for someone or something." True enough… concise… right to the point. I don't think anyone would argue with that definition – I wouldn't. So, why is it, then, it often seems trite when the word is used? Maybe it's just simply because we use it all the time for everything.
Mick Jagger loved living. He found it easy to do. I'm sure there are those who'd beg to differ, but that's a different story. My sister Laura loved that song. I think it's alright, I guess – doesn't really do much for me. And that's the point. Love is different for everyone.
There are songs that we love
And movies and books
Some love to dine out
While some love to cook
Some love food spicy
Some tart or sweet
Others love veggies
Still others love meat
Some love things salty
Others love sweet
Some love the cold
And some love the heat
There are those who love puzzles
And those who love games
Some love watching TV
Some read when it rains
Some love sports
In fact, many do
They love the game
And the players, too
Some love to exercise
Some love to relax
Some love trivia
Supported by facts
Some love to window shop
Some love to buy
Some love the train
And some love to fly
Some love to travel
Some love to stay home
Some love to text
Some talk on the phone
Some love their pets
While some love their toys
Some love the quiet
And some love the noise
Some love poetry
Others love prose
Some love the daisy
And some love the rose
Love's different for everyone
That's plain to see
It's different for you
And it's different for me
There's conditional love
That comes with its strings
But it's untethered love
That's the best of all things
Love makes you sing
And love makes you dance
Let love fill your heart
Let's give love a chance
True love's all that matters
In the grand scheme of things
There's a difference it makes
In the joy that it brings
So let's be kind
And love one another
Father, mother
Sister, brother
What you've done in the end
Whether big, whether small
If not for love
It won't matter at all
Hoping it matters,
~ M.
