Little Girl on Ebay

I ask honestly? Does anyone have an objection to love? Does anyone not like love? Am I alone and thinking that love is better than anything else I’ve ever known? Is love not the penultimate? For me it is. So why do we withhold it? Why do we parse it out—each according to our preconceived perception of their worth? Why do you/we/I forget sometimes…get distracted sometimes…be unloving sometimes? When it is so within our power to do the opposite.

Love everyone you can. Don’t be stingy, be generous with your love…if you want to that is.

I’m gonna try. To be more. To be better. To be more careful with my words. Perhaps, if you want, you can join me too.

Much love to you either way.