My sight blinded with love is indeed true
Somebody did give cupid a big shove
And arrows fired turned old love to new.
‘Tis my fair maiden that my love now dotes
And tarries such with a light hearted flair
If not, then love is well that love denotes
With all her sweet charms and her long blonde hair.
But how can this love remain true and fresh
With everything life’s tempests has to throw
That can burn deeply within our sore flesh,
Sweet love needs all the help for it to grow.
When eyes and hearts agree love is not blind
And true love that overlooks faults is kind.
Love that overlooks faults is true love! So you are struck with the arrow of Cupid! Does it pain?
Love must be kind. Cupid should always be active - no vacation please. Another lovely sonnet.
The couplet reminds me of Shakespeare's famous sonnet: Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds! ! ! a rich sonnet! ! !
It's quite easy to overlook faults when love is true. Lovely poem.
a true love that overlooks faults is kind. It is also lasting David. lovely write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True love can overcome anything. A great poem.