I would give

Him

Heaven-Hell

I would

He is

I would

Journey gallantly

Drugingly

Within loving breath

Of his side

I would

Too late to follow

It would be for show

To show him 

That I care

It would be for him

It would lose me

In time

I would lose

He would, then

We would

Love is not a feeling

Love is put to a task

The task

Every task

Love is examined and discussed

Love is shared

Love is lived and learned

Like questions and books in your grandparents' attic and your grandchildren's basement,

Written in foreign tongues,

But still yours.

Love is the care and courage of

Time