The pensive gnu, the staid aardvark,
Accept caresses in the dark;
The bear, equipped with paw and snout;
Would rather take than dish it out.
But snakes, both poisonous and garter,
In love are never known to barter;
The worm, though dank, is sensitive:
His noble nature bids him give.
But you, my dearest, have a soul
Encompassing fish, flesh, and fowl.
When amorous arts we would pursue,
You can, with pleasure, bill or coo.
You are, in truth, one in a million,
At once mammalian and reptilian.
|Billy (Age 4):||When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.|
|Bobby (Age 7):||Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.|
|Mary Ann (Age 4):||Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.|
|Tommy (Age 6):||Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.|
|Jessica (Age 8):||You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.|
|Cory:||I believe in love like I believe in God. You can't touch it, you can't see it, but you can feel its wrath.|
|Shawn:||And its goodness. You can feel love's goodness.|
|Cory:||I wouldn't know.|