Isn’t it beautiful?
That love has been
universally
and unapologetically
a human experience.
That love finds itself
as the topic of
Shakespearean literature
and my lunch conversation.
Don’t you think it’s wonderful?
That we, as a species, have loved
for as long as records exist.
That my mother was not the first
to hold her children and whisper
all her hopes and dreams into existence,
and that she will not be the last.
That my friendship bracelets
from the ninth grade
are entwined with
what I thought
was all the love in the world.
Only to find out that
I have an endless supply.
I truly think it’s spectacular.
That I get to feel the same love
that resulted in the Taj Mahal
and Valentine’s Day traditions.
That my niece will never not know love
because my sister is standing
on the shoulders of people
with giant hearts.
Isn’t that beautiful?
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