Oh, can you tell me how to make this right?
At fifty-five, I think I understand
That love can last beyond the morning light
And is not gained by force nor by command.
I longed to meet someone who showed me how
To love, without demand without the pain.
Then, I did meet someone who sought to know
The beauty that I hid behind my shame.
Unlike the first, he listened to the tale
Of love’s deception and of battles fought
Against the lies, the pain to get it right.
Friendship first, no kiss, no demands were sought.
Now we stand and say our vows, our first kiss.
The truth revealed, now I know what love is.
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