The test is constancy –
the proof, the constant heart.
See that pair who walk across the park -
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I especially like the portrayal of the life-cycle of love, here, Mikey: They can remember with an inner smile how when they met, they put on every charm to seek to catch each other for themselves; now they dive, swim, laugh, at rest within each other's still, warm constancy. See them walk and laugh their way across the park; across their life. Cracking lines. Love, Gina.
You're wise beyond your years Michael. A grand insightful piece.
Michael - this bowled me over. Nothing to add to the comment that this is, to me, the perfect poem.
This is a lovely piece Micheal. Details are unneeded it is the moment that counts. A wonderful snapshot as if by some omniencent narrator whosees and understands all.