Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

Don't Hurry

By early '71, or was it late '70?
I had fallen in love, or so I thought,
For the very last time.

From the summer of '69 until then,
Many short romances died on the vine.
Some of them came and were very pleasing
For a little while.  But I must confess that
Some ended with questions at the end of
The trial; Questions of the type to which
There were no answers and from which one
Was forced to move on.

To the young and yet untested: To the beginner
With love not yet invested; I advise that you
Wait and not hurry love.  Let love find you and
Lite gently upon your shoulders like a dove.
Duly noted that neither of you is hidden from view.  I found my dream girl sitting in the pew.

To the restless and immature, too hasty to
Understand, be advised that just ahead lies
a relationship filled with much sorrow and
quicksand.

Romance is much too beautiful to be
Mared with sorrows.  So, don't hurry.

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