Worth Every While

Worth ev’ry change of plans; all we give up

Ev’ry heave-ho that drains youth’s favoured cup

Worth ev’ry second mile till we lose track

How many miles we have walked back to back

Worth ev’ry farewell-pang, worth ev’ry prayer

All we have given to prove that we care

Worth ev’ry sorrow no matter the cost

Worth ev’ry hour of sleep we have lost

Worth ev’ry while with nothing much to tell

Ev’ry perhaps that turns into ‘oh, well’

Worth ev’ry mistake, each grin, groan, grunt, oh

Worth every ache and painful letting go

Worth every kick-off, low-blow and high-five

Worth all the trouble it takes to survive

Worth all the wishes that never come true

Because of all the surprises that do

Worth all the lessons required to learn

It yields both bitter and sweeter return

Worth ev’ry flying-leap, face-plant, push-shove

This is the terrible worth of true love

© Janet Martin