O to love the same love time and again
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Married for more than fifty years, and happily so, I’ve often faced this question from today’s young generation. This sonnet shows how.
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Mid-eighties as nudge my memory’s door
Time and again-- how the same love I loved--
She in twenties, me some harvest moons more,
Onward as our voyage of wonder moved.
The mystery of my long married life
Lied in falling for same love whilst on move,
Love grew, got deep to burnish, buff its knife--
The way I loved moving up high above.
At forty she loved respect, not romance
So much, more of partnership than passion,
Promise of love’s presence, lasting fragrance,
A bouquet of picks as if from heaven.
Rivers of love when flow in lively flux,
What miserly if love draws only once!
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Sonnet | 07.03.2026 | life, love, marriage, mystery, river
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