Granddads Secret Love

Granddads’ Secret Love The Pendulum of time is like the Pendulum of love, Anchored in the being that is you Your makeup tears hide the fading belle, who once danced down the Champs -elysees But I too dwell on the past, for time has vandalised my youth too, My mind no longer curious for what lies on the other side of the hill Like a tree abused by the countless storms, now forgotten I still stand; face on, to weather life’s misfortune Vows that I have taken, died long ago, Along with my faith For god and I no longer speak, a shallow life I have led My ambitions entwined in the garden and walks in the park I thought that time would make love fade, as does the beauty of youth But when I saw you drenched in mornings sunlight Smelling the blossom on ball gown bushes, For a brief moment you were young once again I caught your eye, and memories flooded back A strange romantic notion caught me Like a bird who has spent his life in a cage Suddenly freed, yet this cage I fear to abandon But silent love is noble, and though it has taken a life time to know I understand, why the lover cares not for fates demise For I have spent my life lingering in the darkness between the stars But now I can look beyond our age for we are two well worn shoes Comfortable and secretly loved We are silent lovers, who have spent a life time together, Living in our dreams and thoughts, speaking Different silences, Which say all that is needed to know? For our souls will always listen and our hearts will always be in love. And only you and I will know