“I love you, Not only for what you are, But for what I am When I am with you. I love you Not only for what You have made of yourself, But for what You are making of me. I love you For ignoring the possibilities Of the fool in me And for laying firm hold Of the possibilities for good. Why do I love you? I love you For closing your eyes To the discords - And for adding to the music in me By worshipful listening. I love you because you Are helping me to make Of the lumber of my life Not a tavern But a temple; And out of the words Of my every day Not a reproach But a song. I love you Because you have done More than any creed To make me happy. You have done it Without a word, Without a touch, Without a sign. You have done it Just by being yourself. After all Perhaps that is what Love means.”