What matters most

It's not how long we held each other's hands
What matters is how well we love each other
It's not how far we travel our own way
But what we found to save
It's not the springs we've seen
But all the shades of green
It's not how long I held you in my arms
What matters is how sweet the years together
It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall
The early morning smiles we wistfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all
The laughers and the tears we gratefully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all