|Forty-four finds happiness at home,|
Old enough to know the price of love.
Regarding ecstasy: It comes and goes,
Though with affection will enduring prove.
Yet ecstasy cannot bring joy alone.
For one must ever choose the love one chose,
Opening a door that else would close,
Uniting souls with words that would hearts move,
Restoring gardens to a world of stone.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon