Three poems about love

love

is what matters love is what counts

win, lose or draw

it’s love that amounts

to something

to everything

to all

in this life

so let’s live

and let love

* * *

here and now we love and live or here and now we die no far, fair land no time sublime beneath some cloudless sky but here and now wind blown, storm tossed we live through love then die

* * *

“Love endures all things”

but love likes to laugh and smile, too

and love doesn’t need all the things we do

just to prove that it can endure them

like flowers

they may need us to manure them

sometimes

but sun and rain

and even a kind word or gentle touch

have been heard to add much

to the blooming miracle