Love Is For The Young Poem by Randy McClave

As I breath this thought from my lung
Love is not for the old it's for the young
No longer for another love will I ever seek
As now I am one of the aged and the bleak
Passion and desire has been long forgot
Now I don’t care what I have or have not
Though I will fondly remember the days of my past
When I knew of love and it was in my grasp
But I did not nourished it so I let it die
Oh love, dear love, to it all I said goodbye
My days of romance they now are gone
It is a fact that I awaken to in the dawn
Youth and love was the music once played
It was a promise unkept and a bed unmade
The last song to me that will ever be sung
“I once knew of love when I was young.”

Randy L. McClave