Wrinkled skin,
Weary bodies,
Weak eyes,
We know.
But our love
Never grows old.
Inspite of the ravages of time on our body, love remains unaffected... If we allow, it will remain for ever... it can even grow stronger! Enjoyed this tiny poem, Loyd!
So nicely you have said, once you find and realize the love, it is with you for ever. It is like an ever blooming flower which never grows old or dry.... very nice.
True love never grow old because it is spiritual. I love the poem. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes! I believe in it! Short but deep!