...Molly thought of all he had told them,
And hoped their questions were not a chore,
But, since he seemed there for the asking,
She just had to ask once more.

"You've told us of tomorrows,
And of the sky above. "
Said Molly, "'You know so much of Life.
What do you say of Love?"

"Love, sweet children, is the best of gifts,
A priceless treasure we carry about.
Yet, it can be tarnished beyond repair,
By jealousy, envy and doubt."

He said, "Out of love, a life is born.
Love can bring tears and strife.
But, when one finds that certain love,
Then love becomes one's life."