English Poem – All Love is Love – Susan Lacovara

Love the sound of lifted laughter
Love the thought of ever after
Love is love, all love is love

Love the hand that rocks the cradle
Love the working man so stable
Love is love, all love is love

Love the words still unspoken
Love the promise left unbroken
Love is love, all love is love

Love the minstrel, love the maestro
Love the lyrics sung insightful
Love is love, all love is love

Love the vagabond and vagrant
Love the hand picked flowers fragrant
Love is love, all love is love

Love the purity of principle
Love the ideas thought invincible
Love is love, all love is love

Love the poor man void of riches
Love the artist painting pictures
Love is love, all love is love

Love the velvet sky of evening
Love the wandering wounded grieving
Love is love, all love is love

Love the children chasing rainbows
Love the place we hope their pain goes
Love is love, all love is love

Love the two who stand united
Love the vows, in truth, recited
Love is love, all love is love

Love the pleasure and the purpose
Love the lasting three ringed circus
Love is love, all love is love

Love the memories and minutes
Love the life you’re living…in it
Love is love, all love is love

Love the sister and her brother
Love in peace, love one another
Love is love, all love is love

LOVE IS LOVE…ALL LOVE IS LOVE

English Poem – A Bedtime Story – Susan Lacovara

He says it won’t be too long
Between now
And then….

He’ll ride back in
Like Gallahad
And rescue me from this tower

His words breathe life
Into my deflated lungs
His hands giving CPR
To my barely beating heart

He says it won’t be long
Til time rewards us
With the return of what it stole

And I believe him
I always believe him
The same way I still believe
In happily-ever-afters
Even though I’ve long out grown
Most bedtime stories
I wait for him…
To turn the page

English Poem – To The Girl Across The Street – Susan Lacovara

You were my very first friend
With sunlit yellow hair,
which directly complimented my dark mane
We were a pair, uniquely different…
but, oh so much alike
In our search for childhood adventures…
we forgot to count hours
and sang our way through summer days
in a harmony that, now, has spanned
almost half a century….

It has been you, all along
knows how to bring about my laughter…
You, who has remained loyal
in your acceptance of my every fault…
And I can still return
to the playground of yesterday
and find you as my companion,
Best Friend….

Time has tamed us, just a little
Fate has brought about changes, unexpected…
Life has placed miles, but NEVER distance
between our everydays…

Where have the countless calendar days gone?

In my heart we will always be skipping
To the much loved 45’s, from AM radio…
We’ll pretend to be as grown up
as our older siblings
and share our dreams for the future,
while trying out the latest dance steps
stowed away, in each other’s rooms

You went away, to become a wife and mother
(Something I am sure, your own mother applauds,
while sipping tea, with my mother, in heaven)
And I remain, on the Island of Long
not very far from where our friendship was forged…
Thinking sweetly, remembering kindly, missing always
The Girl Across The Street….