Not often the chances happen our way
In a life so defined as 'successful'.
Working demands exclusivity today.
Energy's sapped, thus Love feels resentful.
Momentary snatches, where given time
So meagrely measured, makes loving fade.
Dozens of duties see Love last in line,
One of the biggest mistakes ever made!
Affection needs nurturing - tenderness
Given by sound application to Love
Results in contentment, which more or less
Assures a relationship rises above
Uncaring neglect, resulting in tears.
Chances not taken get lost over years.
Fay you are speaking in truth here. We should take care 'love' just in the same manners we take care our jobs or our garden..it needs to be nurtured before it falls away bec. of neglect. Thanks for reminding us.
feel love to gve love get contented to feel love be open to your heart 'Not often the chances happen our way' nice work 10
All So True Fay, you have to grow and tend love like the most beautiful flower.. Andrew 10
So many times success is measured by material things, and not by the time we put into those relationships that mean the most to us. Time has a way of going by quickly if we don't snatch opportunities that are presented to us. Your beautiful poem of this. Kathy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This buzy life makes living harder... I have a poem by the same title