Sonnet 173, Your Love To All... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Your love to all, is your greenest of song,
Nursing on as a mother - caring for all;
Opportunity and a function call,
Giving knowledge of what is right and wrong.
You may wish upon dreams that don't get along,
Hoping at an insuperable wall;
Opposing others, in a war or brawl,
But giving of love makes you ever strong.
Your life outright is in your ways and bearing,
And from there on are directions each signed;
Though succeeding them doesn't make you better,
As mature and gaining is just preparing.
Love from your heart can not ever be defined,
It's written in souls with a golden letter.