LOVE IN LATER LIFE
Clayton Anderson Bell
Love and youth hold to dreams in June’s fulfillments,
Flowing gowns of white, on father’s arm, flower girls,
Tuxedos and boutonnieres, Mother’s tears and maidens’ hopes,
First love, everlasting love, love for eternity.
Life now casts its net across the face of love, catching, holding
Words, deeds, actions and reactions; all are captive,
Held to be found wanting or wanting to be found,
Love will survive, love will disappear, and love will falter.
Time is forever, love perhaps not, but life will carry on.
Gone is the fire of youth, the coals begin to glow.
How warm a second feeling, how soft a touching hand,
How deep a love in later life can become.
Gone the idle boasts of youth, held fast are words of truth,
Words that deepen into treasured memories,
Actions that play across one’s mind, now and forever,
How deep a love becomes in later life.
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