Who cares about their color? <br />They'd twinkle anyway . <br />Someday they'll both have places <br />In Heaven's bright array. <br /> <br />Who cares about her poundage? <br />She still looks very nice. <br />My arms still reach around her, <br />I think that will suffice. <br /> <br />Who cares about her cleavage, <br />Whatever size they are? <br />I'm sure they have their beauty. <br />I never got that far. <br /> <br />Who cares about her hairdoo? <br />She's going with the flow. <br />I doubt if she considers; <br />But that's not bad, you know. <br /> <br />Who cares how old she's getting? <br />She's still the same to me. <br />Sometimes I take for granted, <br />We both shall always be. <br /> <br />But care, I do, about her. <br />In life, above all things. <br />And cherish every moment <br />We share, from which it springs.<br /><br />GREENWOLFE 1962<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/harmony-i-who-cares/
