Fresh As If New

When a love is given keep it,
On your mind.
All the time.
When a love is given keep it,
Protected where it's kept.
To never neglect.
When a love is given keep it,
Willing to share.
And to show it is there,
Fresh...
As if new.

Everyday,
There's somebody who says...
They've been hurt by another.
Who left their love for someone other.

And everyday,
There's somebody who says...
Love is not for them.
It's for them a disappointment.

It's everyday,
Love is more abused.
Leaving more confused.
Feeling they've been used.

And on display,
Cold shoulders shown are known.
By people who don't claim love,
To have it to own or alone condone.

When a love is given keep it,
Fresh as if new.
And left to be viewed,
By others doubting love.

When a love is given keep it,
Fresh as if new.
And left to be viewed,
By others doubting love.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

This poem restores my faith in love..Thank you.