Never mind the cold
never meets the eyes
love defines
love thrives
mostly we have no answers
in this game of love
we cant be all sure
sometimes love twinkles
sometimes it backfires
no true formula
it's love when you cant grasp in the hand
it's love when you cant define in the end
maybe love for that just one day
the hands hold to seek that little warmth
flash back the nursing days
the little butt falls and tumbling years
just the first uttering words
worth maybe a few tears
and that is enough to wait
maybe for years
