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