The story behind Noah's poem is; one night about 6 weeks before Noah died, we were reading books at bedtime and Noah asked "what is poetry?" I told him is was a way to describe in words something that could only be felt - so that others could share your experience. He said, "I could never do that." I suggested he try; I asked "What is Love?". Out poured this poem. He said it so fast that I lost two of the verses. Later he dedicated it to a schoolmate named Lauren. She read the poem at his memorial service. It was a blessing.