THAT’S LOVE<br><br><br>

When I see some baby pigeons with their mommy in a nest<br>
I get a joyous feeling sorta rising in my chest<br>
That’s love<br><br>

When I see a perfect rock, or a row of paperclips <br>
A quiet kid of pleasure makes a smile come to my lips<br>
That’s love too<br><br>

When I hold my little nephew, and I bounce him on my knee<br>
I’m smiling down at him, and he’s smiling up at me<br>
That’s love<br><br>

Love’s a simple thing to see, why go on for hours?<br>
With oatmeal in a bowl to love, who needs hearts and flowers?<br> 
And even though his silly tricks can drive us far apart<br>
I’ll always have a special place for Ernie in my heart<br>