The Time of Youth
At love's first spark when in youth we were,
That crackle and snap of pine cones burning.
Aflame at first then as embers glowing,
Time has left us now, in thought, yearning.
The spark that was, has waned, not fizzled,
We still fit each other like hand and glove.
In our hearts there could have been no other,
God authored our one true lasting love.
Just celebrated 46 years
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