To say Love, You don’t need to sing Or spread roses along the way, To say Love, You only need to be there When there's nothing to say. To say Love Can be done in a whisper, In a touch, or a look in your eye. In fact, love like this Is the kind I’ve seen last, Even until you die. So, don’t worry when Simple words fail you. Don’t lament for the song you can’t sing. Just remember, I'm here; Still the same through the years, Whatever the future brings. ©2003 Poem by Joan Clifton Costner Used With Permission Under His Wings