Retrospect

Year: 1945
 by Paul L Grano   
 
Age will not dull your eyes
when mine are dim;
morning will flush your cheeks
though night is grim;
 
spring-light will tint your hair
when mine is gray;
youth will be with you yet
though youth's away.
 
Love, by my leaving you
I hold you still,
my young love, my old love,
incorruptible.
 
Paul L Grano