New Love
NEW LOVE
Love is shining new, and is always first :
A mother loves each baby’s golden life;
And each teenage crush is glass at its worst.
Each time the silver light falls on my wife
Her smile is pearl and my heart nears to burst.
Adorned thus, in feelings constant and rife,
Like Prince Paris for his Helen of Troy
I’m dressed brightly in finest silk-spun joy.
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