Sonnet 30: My Love Is Not Disdained By Thy Sharp Tongue

My love is not disdained by your sharp tongue I’d rather your tongue hate me than your eyes Time has mellowed that what we did when young With our courting under brooding dark skies. Our love has stood the test of time quite well In my heart there is lots of room for thee, It’s where my love for thee richly does dwell And quietly lets by what has to be. Be whatever you are for you are strong But curb that sharp tongue and not let it rule And do admit that you are sometimes wrong For anger is something not learnt at school. Don’t let anger rule your heart, it’s not wise It could thus make another’s heart despise.