By Lorna Bees
At last, I found the meaning of love
Looks like warm eyes
Lighting up when I walk into a room.
Sounds like gentle jokes
Spilling freely
And always leaves you smiling on your own.
Feels like warm hugs
Intertwined together
Like the arms of a clock.
Smells like lemon and honey tea
Rising from a streaming cup.
Tastes like mint crisp chocolate
After happiness has remembered your name.
At last, I found the meaning of love.

Lorna Bees is an educator and poet whose work explores themes of love, healing, hope, and mental wellness. Her poetry is known for its reflective and conversational voice, minimalist sound, and exploration of human connection, nostalgia, repetition, and the quiet complexities of everyday life.
Alongside her creative writing, Lorna is passionate about inclusive education and has a growing interest in psychology, inspired by her belief in the power of creativity, storytelling, and poetry readings to mirror our daily lives.
Her glass-half-full mantra is: “May you stay blessed beyond belief.”