No Matter What
Small was feeling grim and grumpy.
"I'm grim and grumpy," said little Small, "andIdon't think you love me at all."
"Oh, Small," said Large, "grumpy or not, I'll always love you, no matter what."
But if I turned into a squishy bug, would you still love me and give me a hug?"
"Of course," said Large. "Bug or not, I'd always love you, no matter what."
"No matter what?" said Small with a smile. "What if I were a crocodile?"
"I'd still hold you snug and tight, and tuck you up in bed each night."
"But does love wear out? Does it break or bend? Can you fix it or patch it? Does it mend?"
"With time together, a smile, and a kiss - love can be mended with things like this."
But what about when you are far away? Dose your love go too, or does it stay?"
"Look up at the stars. They're far away. But their light reaches us at the end of each day."
It's like that with love - we may be close, we may be far, but our love still surrounds us . . . wherever we are."
Scott T. Olson