People may ask what I know of love,
since I am but seventeen,
Yet I will tell them
I know of love
for that is what i've seen.
I have seen love in the flowers
growing wild and free
supressed by no man nor weed
simply wanting to be.
I have seen love in the birds
that sing in the morning
to the rising sun
in hope that one day
the sun will love them
much like everyone
I have seen love in the poems
written by many a person
much greater than I
the ones who tell tales
of madness
and fails
and beauty
in all its forms.
And I have seen love in my own thoughts sometimes
for though I may be young
I do not see how love can be
reserved only for those whose lives
have not just begun.
So do not tell me I do not know of love
for though I am just turning eighteen
I know a lot about love
and the world itself
it would seem.