What is love to me?

I’m not sure – I can’t describe it in words

But I think I see my sister’s face, smiling when I tell a joke

My brother’s arms around me every morning before school 

Dad making my lunch because I’m too tired

Mom listening to my worries while she quietly bears her own

My baby sister’s giggle when I chase her around the house

Another sister’s eyes that light up when i talk to her

My cat’s purr as I scratch his chin. . . 

That’s love to me.

 

by Lenae Shelton, age 16