Years
“Love needn’t be very eloquent. It calms down into silence as man and wife grow old together with sweet memories of the years gone by, which speak to them more vociferous than words” ~ By poet
Years rolled by in silence
With the ease of clouds drifting away
Sometimes as waves pounding the shore
They walk, along the much-trodden path
The same grass beneath, the same gravel
Emotions surge and die in their hearts
Careful of every step, they trudge
Sometimes lean on one another
Two birds fly past them
Their eyes are simultaneously riveted
They move on, hardly uttering anything
Basking in the warmth of silence
Among them words are redundant
Their cataract eyes reflect
A clear sparkle of contentment
Hardly visible to an outsider!
They move on with waves of memories,
Of all the years gone by, knowing quite well,
Life won’t be the same as before,
In the twilight years, but they see clearly
The stars beckoning them
In lustrous luminosity from a distance!
May.5.2023
Entered for Brian Strand Premiere No. 1217 Poetry Contest
~ Placed Second~
Writing Challenge- ‘Y’ Words Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
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