(Longwood Gardens, PA)
Sometimes I am filled with so much love that I have no choice but to leave it lying around. I can't use it all up. Not even on those I love the most.
I understand as little about why this happens as I understand the days when love seems so far away that I can hardly remember it exists.
Even so, I'm not careless with where I put it.
It is scattered with thought, and the hope that it settles in comfortably with those who find it.
