Malcolm Wheatman

Rookie (Kendal)

Young Love

There's no more touching sight than
To witness young love first come to a man...
To see his wistful vacant stare,
To see him walk as if on air;
But it's something of a cruel pity
To hear him openly admit he
Doesn't feel dapper or suave or sporty,
And can hardly remember when he was forty.

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