Love’s Thoughtful Day

When life was young you looked my way

With eyes that sparkled.

In the garden of discovering

We played – carefree.

There was only sun, and joy, and

Life with laughter.

We saw the love, though not the fear

That would come after.

Yet there are times in the game of love

When passion takes a rest.

It’s questions now, in the name of love,

“Have I done what was best?”

Questions and thoughts that seem to divide

Must come out from inside.

For love, if true, must suffer the test

Of doubt from the inside out.

Once we knew what each one thought and

Felt and had to say.

But now the answers must be found

Each in our own way.

Hope is then found in what might be

And not what was in the past,

For this is the only way

Love, once begun, will last.

So in this time of passion’s lull

I’ll discover anew,

Who you are and who I am, and

What brought me to you.

Then, in anticipation of a day

Not yet to be,

I’ll wait to see your smile again

As once you looked at me.

By Ron Kurtz