What is love?

a poem by Shah Pravinchandra Kasturchand

Neither did I say I loved you;
Nor did you ever whisper so;
I do not understand till now
All know it and we not know.

The children call you mother;
And they call me as their dad;
We all eat on table together;
And you put them all to bed.

When I leave home for work,
I watch you standing at door;
When I return from the work,
I read you smiling at the door.

Its true I never spoke of that;
Its true you too not said that;
Now we don’t need love to chat;
We live love and all know that.