Old Love, Precious Love

 By - Myra Wexler Darwish

Our love has been embraced 

By time’s unwavering hours, 

Caressing us with moments 

Where joy has known its power.

For it is only love

 That can pierce the veil of time,

 And in its sublime transcendence 

Touch the hands of fate divine.

The long, dusty roads we walked on

 In our youthful, earlier days,

 Helped us form the tributaries

 For our loving, caring ways.

We worked just like the artists,

 Sculpting new and varied forms. 

With hands and hearts together,

 Creativity was the norm.

Our memories now surround us,

 Our loving ripples have grown.

 As we gaze together at our work, 

And the love that we have known.

Though the road ahead has been shortened,

 And the dust long swept away, 

We celebrate the life that we have made

 And find joy in every day.

 © Copyright 2015 Myra Wexler Darwish
Posted on October 24, 2015