Remember that spring? We went to picnic-
Seventeen- both of us;
Lying on that blue car bonnet for hours that day-
Watching stars and dreams
And fingers in love.
Remember, Cathy's day at the altar?
Twenty-seven we were then.
Promises and hopeful kisses,
Fragrant dreams in that summer of us.
Remember Betty in that graduation gown?
Forty-seven, fall it was ;
Eyes misty, dreams lived,
Affections traded - and teary smiles.
Remember? Carol became a mother-
Seventy-seven - a touch of apricity.
Lives lived, enjoyed and shared,
Memories cherished and photos amber.
And spring will come again still-
and bloom will young love,
and season and grow, and live its full,
and return again, to the scent of earth.________
A/N
I have never fallen in love, not till date. But when I do, I hope for something that lasts a lifetime.
By the way, "Amaranthus" literally means 'a flower that never fades'. It can also refer to a pinkish or rosy hue, which is unanimously the colour of love.I'll be waiting for your views and opinion on love.
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