Passing a thought that had escaped me,

That wandered around till it was lost.

I came to its rescue just in time.

It may have floundered without a rhyme.

Would that I had words to lose that way,

But alas each is a gem to me.

I cannot squander or let be lost:

No captain would let his ship get tossed.

For love is a word of rich meaning,

That captivates hearts of young and old.

We all experience it sometimes,

Maybe that's why it never grows old.