Robert Edgar Burns

Rookie - 1 Points (02/14/1953 / Dunedin, Florida)

A Matter Of? - Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

It's a matter of fact
You can't fall off of the earth.
It's a matter of shape
For something of girth.

It's a matter of vision
If you see with your eyes
The colors in rainbows
Sprawling across sunny skies.

It's a matter of morals
When you have to choose,
To return a lost coin
Your neighbor happens to lose.

It's a matter of character
If you decide you will stay,
With the mother of your children,
When things aren't going your way.

Love is a choice that you make in your mind.
It won't always be lovely every day you will find.
Just always remember before raising your voice.
All love that's eternal is a matter of choice.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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