• Our love is in the shape of many things,
    One cannot compare.

    A baby bird has spread it's wings,
    A battle is won fair.

    A sweet melody is being sung,
    A flower is in bloom.

    A mother bear is protecting young,
    Skies are cleared of cloudy gloom.

    Feelings shared the size of the moon,
    A candle is lit in the darkest of night.

    A butterfly released from it's cocoon,
    Imagination taking flight.

    Two lives, together,
    Entwined.

    A baby is being born.