Youth, Life, Love and Its Most Precious All

Youth, Life, Love And Its Most Precious All When young, life was full of joy and great thrills I recall that was how happiness feels, a new toy a trip to the nearby park birds singing, magical flight of a stark. Ice cream served on a sweltering hot day out of classroom watching a new school play, Majestic day fishing, feet in the pond our favorite movies, we were so fond! Growing up, tremendous change had to come too oft heartache became the rule of thumb, Love gave its kiss and even sorrow too in its realm, sweetest of desserts were new. With such beauty and deep satisfaction sometimes came the opposite reaction truest of our sweet love, was denied-rejected in pain hurt, we felt our soul was neglected! In living through life, its good* and its bad if wise, we could find depth of what we had, love and sorrow are both needed to grow happiness found, oft sorrow comes in tow. Treasures great and small are in youthful past best we embrace it and not run too fast Through it all family, love matters most without that, time was no more than burnt toast! Robert J. Lindley, 7-10-2018 Poet's Note: On July 10th, 1978, a most beautiful and very precious soul that I loved so very true and deeply died in a car crash. Her death almost completely destroyed me and this is the first time I have ever mustered up the courage to write a poem about it. She was its " good *", - its greatest beauty* at that time in my life, its most - precious all*.... For 40 long years, I could not find the courage to sit to write this tribute to the memory of her sweet and kind soul. I have now found such, because "family and love matters most", and I am now truly blessed with such a God given gift....