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

[Chris]

another fair answer as to what is important...

The poem has good flow and pace. didn't stumble. The tones were mellow as well.

[?]

This is a beautiful piece..In mattering little...its alot
Very true this piece is...it doesnt matter as long as the hearts are one.

This is wonderful

And to your question..No, I didnt have a problem on the last one I wrote the other day. But then again I dont write too often...lol

[Raven Starhawk]

In response to your author's note I haven't posted anything here recently but I do remember a time when the same thing occurred with me. I think it didn't let me upload a picture until the next day or something. Now for your poem...I completely agree with every line. Sometimes in life we lose focus on what really matters. Love and family is the top of my list. Although I do tend to stray every once in a while to my own world family always brings me back.