Just one More - Swen Nader

I saw love once, I saw it clear.
It had no leash. I had no fear.
It gave itself without a thought.
No reservation had it brought.
It seemed so free to demonstrate.
It seems obsessed, to orchestrate.
A symphony designed to feed.
Composed to lift the one in need.
Concern for others was its goal.
No matter what would be the roll.
It's strange just how much care it stores.
To recognize its neighbor's sores.
And doesn't rest until the day.
It's helped to take the sores away.
Its joy retains and does not run.
Until the blessing's job is done.
I saw love once. 'Twas not pretend.
He was my coach. He is my friend.