Can any inform myself as an educated man
when too much love ever killed a soul
respect or caring concideration for the aged
As far back as any can venture in days of old

When pssion or romance or even making love
Ever course a being any harm this time around
Living a simple working life as a farming family
Planting tomorrows hopes within the ground

Sadly that where the human race began long ago
All proud of daily efforts come the fall of night
And love it's self in any form since away back then
As each one rose above and dealt with endless plight

Love and making love branded bywrde than any
As to capture hearts minds and many a soul
As to create a wealth beyond figeration  so often
Since the oldest ever days of yet found days of old

Love to know how I would so when love and loving
One another coursed a being any harm if it was love
Caring endlessly for one another upon this earth
Since together lived as one both hand in glove..

terrence michael sutton'
copyright 2018