Stages of Love
STAGES OF LOVE
The young can always dance
Their life has numbers without end
Their nights have splendors of romance
Their banks have more than they can spend.
It’s Easy to create a happy tale
A life where joy will follow day by day
Where every woman finds a male
That charms her and will rarely stray.
But find a couple that put heart in truth
Of love that starts where others end
It may sound foolish—and uncouth
but aging lovers crave a stalwart friend.
Regard a man that isn’t dashing or well kept
Or think twice about a woman who may need a tuck or two
Who have Grown children who still demand her love
Ungrateful or off somewhere sniffing glue.
Young lovers have a reason every night to dance
Easily they rise with grace to greet a splendid sun
Their nights are spent in deliciously and smoothly planned romance
Without a worry for the endless nights to come.
But give me lovers who have battled through the nights
Who’ve sorrowed through long days boldly faced alone
While mending cracked parental hearts for ungrateful offspring who seem to thrive on spite
Kin fashioned not of blood, but bred of a modern alien stone.
Show me weary lovers who in silence crave a true born heartfelt glance
Welcome caressing arms that soothe and hold them thru the night
Starlit embrace recalls the rhythm of love’s dance--
Slowly divine— and miraculously, essential parts fit together just right.
V Anderson-Throop
Dec 2013
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2013
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