It Matters Little

"found in the archives"...

It matters little

where we spend our time,

as long as we

spend it together...

and

it matters little

whether we’re apart,

as long as our spirits

are with each other..

and

it matters little

that we’re in love,

if it is not

with one another...

 

 

Author's Note

Written: January 29, 1972
Photo: A typical sunset on beautiful Siesta Key Beach, Sarasota, FL (Feb. 24, 2011)

Reviews

[RainQueen]

Oh, what a beautiful love poem! Elegant, simple, direct. It's an arrow straight from the poet's heart, directly into the depths of the reader's soul. Wonderful!

[Muse]

ache...the bite that grabs you at the end. You spin such beauty with your melancholy thoughts. It so true..it matters little what we say and do...if it's not being done with the one that's in love with you. Bittersweet poetry like always my friend.

Muse

[The Winter Grey]

Brief and beautiful. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

[Chris]

I had to come by and revisit this one... and listen and listen and listen

[Arabdha]

I liked the last two lines best..couldn't agree more..this one was beautiful :) Thanks for sharing !

[EMF]

Alan...this is beautiful. It takes my breath away.

[MOON]

Concise , living and loving for the right reasons.

[Mary C]

great write

[emmajoy]

A learning of what is love - not a lesson, not a oration, just gentle words saying how in the gentlest, most sincere way.

'it matters little ~ whether we’re apart, ~ as long as our spirits ~ are with each other..'

[Priscilla Sayers]

Beautiful.