A poem for Lynn

Love is something you can live with.
And love is something that can live with you.
Forget about figurin’ out, wonderin’ if it’s true.
If it is, then it stays, and it stays you.

Love ain’t no “end all or be all,” kid
‘cuz there’s always a tomorrow that creeps into bed.
what you find there that morning, you can’t betray.
even if that tomorrow’s a rainier or a sunnier day.
Even if that tomorrow’s a rainier or a sunnier day.

So remember this, I tell you, it’s true
love is something you can live with.
and love is something
that can live
with
YOU.