Assume Love

I'm reading a poem by Jack Ridl titled "Take Love for Granted."  I believe he is saying you can find love everywhere.  

Assume it is in the kitchen,

under the couch,

high in the pine tree out back,

behind the pile of shoes,

in the wood stove.

Don't try proving it's bigger than the Grand Canyon.

Take it out with the garbage.

Bring it in with the take out.

Take it for a walk.  

Wake it every day, say, 'Good morning.'

Then make the coffee,

 warm the cups,

don't expect much of the day.

Be glad when you make it back to bed.

I won't expect much of today and when I make it back to bed tonight I will be glad.  I will try to take love for granted and assume it's presence above, below, beside and within me.  If I keep my expectations low this  could be a real "high" of a day.  I love it already with my warmed cup with coffee in hand.