When first we fell in love, we were sure
It would be forever, as if nothing could
Separate us, like Romeo and Juliet, only
We would not be duped into death as
They were, ours would be a lifetime of
Devotion, and there would be no compromise,
No surprises at our altar of love everlasting.
We knew it was meant to be, but we did not
Tend to it, as one does to a garden so that
Perrenials may live year in and year out,
Growing, and growing stronger as they
Bloom, despite the cold, despite the seasons.
We were not stewards of our own future.
We let others get in the way of us. We were
Not single-minded, and of course, we were
Young, too young to believe in ourselves
In the way that happiness requires. Our love,
Like many others, bloomed, but did not
Blossom. It failed us when we needed it.
As if at first blush, our love would fade.
We were so sure, once, that it would last.
Some six months ago, I shut down one of my many blogs, Observations: Lest I Forgetand transferred much of its content to this one. I fully intended to put new content here and leave the …Lest I Forgetsite to history.
Truth is, I have a lot about which I wish to opine, and enjoy doing so in different fora and diverse platforms. So Observations: Lest I Forgetis being revived today, with fresh content all its own.