He’d only a shadow to dance with,
And this sundial of sorts
Could only count the loneliness;
Never once,
Could it cup the “empty.”

He’d known that momma was gone,
Daddy, only a sliver of the man ‘fore,
And his first steps were his own;
Never once,
Would the sky render sympathy.

He wanted the sea, to slouch, to sleep,
To wash upon shores, “away,”
But was awarded one sister and in abandon,
Never once,
Would he spot a star the same.

Excitement
     (stressed parents)
Endless fun to have
     (bickering couples)
Days of joy and laughter
     (screaming children)
It's the happiest place on earth
     (you'll slowly miss being home)

This is a subject worth a look,
Is love an excuse to write trite books?
Or is it so we can write silly songs,
Only because we get along?
Or is love,  magic and chemistry?
Between people like you and me,
A loving couple, a perfect union,
Does society fill us with this ambition?
Or is love only a fable, a myth?
Only part of humanity's monoliths?
I guess love is a normal human emotion,
All feelings are part of being human,
Yes, love appears in diverse ranges,
We, can, indeed, love total strangers,
I'll note this one in my poetry book,
The topic of love is worth a look!