Even if I fail to say, "I love you"
and even if I don't agree with everything you say or do
just know I still got love for you.
Don't need to live with you, call you everyday, or expect you to do something for me.
Still got love anyway.
A past created the foundation for emotions I have today.
A past awoke something in me that lives in me.
An unexplainable compassion, appreciation, and thoughtfulness.
Rarely do I see such emotions returned.
A half-hearted smile, a short response, and a "I got to go."
Oh yes! Still got love for those who don't love me,
no time to get to know me,
not really interested in my offspring and the joy that they can bring.
"Give me" is in season.
Let the phone ring, the well-wishes, and the niceties begin.
But once good times pass,
it's back to not knowing me.
Is there a mirror that shows the ugly that men do and women talk about?
Would they be able to see themselves?
For I knew someone once who hugged hateful hearts.
Showed love to people who didn't deserve her.
She found a resting place, sooner rather than later.
Love for those who don't love me such a noble feat.
Give praise to a God who loves us unconditionally.
Remember what once was and learn from it.
So I smile, go along with the program,
while deep inside I know,
they love me not.
Nicholl McGuire
