Love, Young and Old | Peter Matthews
Oft our hearts go where they will
and we are dragged behind them; still
our minds stand little chance of calm,
but hopefully no lasting harm.
It’s just a passing phase we’re told.
As we get older we get bold.
Then love is gentler, softer, kind,
and permanence will still our mind.
We’re blessed to match like hand in glove
Enriched with deeper lasting love.
Peter Matthews, a country boy at heart, lives with his wife in the suburbs of Nottingham, England. His greatest achievement is that he has aged fairly gracefully but has avoided growing up. Peter has written poetry from the age of sixteen and blogs regularly at www.pollymermaid.wordpress.com.