it comes in waves,

deep ones, that rise you up-

some lasting, others fleeting.

its moments that you least expect, 

standing backwards against the ocean...

suddenly lifted.

it may be when i see her face beam at mine,

or when flowers are left as a dainty surprise.

sometimes when my best friend tells me she had the best day

or when shes there when i cannot say the same.

as my mom yells she loves me

as i walk out the door

love brings happiness.

love in all types.

floating with no anchor

on the waves that are formed.