Life Goes On J. M. Strother Two young hearts burn, and kindle passion new. Passion grows deep within, to love full bloom, Which then brings something borrowed, something blue, In flowered aisle, young bride meets young groom. With time the belly swells, the children come, And new found joy they bring, amidst the tears. Their joys and pains like unto your own become, As they grow, and you try to set aside all fears. Alas, time comes, when they feel compelled To forge a way, in wide, uncertain world. Leave house, which now seems but an empty shell, To reflexions through time, so quickly hurled. Mourn not the passage of the ages gone. Mourn not the loss of youth, for life goes on.

 
~jon
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