Young Love

YOUNG LOVE

Therefore young love affords a promise ring.
Angels beam with shoulders bent aquiver.
His woolen arm shushes her from shiver.
Perchance the wedding bells one day will sing.
     An ache of warmth - the trials yet to come.
     The constant text of hearts, smilies and such.
     And lucid lips that glide and long for touch.
     The fate’s a fire that wants a loving home.
A day of reckoning might bruise their way
for things do change - the crooked path, love’s test.
Of months and years, life’s cares will do their best
to break you down or up — perhaps you’ll stay.
     Ah, beginning of love with all its zest.
     Oh, days of wisdom wait at length impressed.

1/2/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Marcum Wong Avatar
January 3, 2019 at 1:40 AM
Expectations are too high for some young lovers and they let the downs divide them. But those who ride the waves eventually sail into calm waters. Very lovely Kim! Have a wonderful new year! xxoo : )
Rodrigues Avatar
January 3, 2019 at 7:26 AM
Thank you, Connie! Happy New Year!
Krutsinger Avatar
January 3, 2019 at 12:55 AM
I had forgotten of the sweet promise rings. I cannot help but wonder if they are still alive and well? The poem is sweetly- done and reminds me of a simpler, more innocent time in the world though, Kim.So thank you for that memory.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 3, 2019 at 7:27 AM
Yes, promise rings are still around. Thank you, Caren! Your comments always make me smile! :)
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