I DON’T ADMIRE YOU. . .

It’s true.

Admire?

I admire the way you comb your hair,

and the way you mow my lawn.

YOU mean more than what you do;

yes, even what you do for me!

YOU are my neighbor . . . friend . . . brother . . . sister.

You?  I LOVE!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2016