Oh, What Is Love? Oh, what is love? I've often wanted to know So that I would know When I was in love. Oh! What is love? So I will know When I should say It is you, I love. Oh! What is love? So that I will know What this feeling is. Is it, that it is you I love? I do not know Just what love is But somehow I know It will be mine someday. Some day as I go About my way, Something will let me know. I have nothing to fear. Oh! What is love? Often I've wanted to know So I can tell If it was I you do love. Oh! What is love? So I will know What you will say If it is I, you love. Oh! What is love? And how will I know What will you say When it is I, you love? Oh! What is love? So that I will know Just what your feelings are. Is it that it is I, you love? I do not know Just what love is But someday I'll know And be able to tell. I'll be able to go My who life through With someone I'll show My love is true. (This writing continues in somewhat different structure with the following that was on the back side of the sheet of paper. It did not have a separate title.) Larry E. Whittington
I married and found out what love was and had a wife to love. She passed away last November but we had about 62 wonderful years together.