How Lovely It Is
How lovely it is to love
All the things I do.
I dance and sing
and in that bring
a sense that I belong.
How lovely it is to love
Someone who loves you back,
and makes sure you never lack
a sense that you belong.
How lovely it is to love
A quivering mutt from a cage-
to give after all that they have waged
a sense that they belong.
This poem is about:
Me