Love Is For The Young

“You’re old,” they said.
“Why do you speak of love?
For everyone knows love
Is for the young -”

Indeed, I am not young, I’ve lived
A half-a-century;
I’ve seen the seasons go and
Changes rung —

But love, I think’s perennial,
It always comes around;
It has a way of
Filling up our lives

Until we can see nothing else
And no one else, besides.
It’s there with us,
And like us it
Survives

Tagged: Tags

2 Thoughts to “Love Is For The Young

Leave a Reply