Aging has its advantages. Love ages gracefully. There comes a day when it's no longer needy. It isn't dependent on its reflection in another's eyes. Once uncertain of its worth, fibers of surety bind its seems.
All doubt is laid to rest.
Aged love knows that romance isn't limited to its mate. Affairs of the heart encompass all of life - the brush of a gentle breeze, the sounds of nature, the open petals of a flower. The rich glow of mature love, lights the entire space within a heart. Its colors are golden. The last six weeks had been a trying time in my life.