Affections Poem by David Levitas

Affections don't change, though circumstances do
And what you are is roughly similar
Though your housing and comforts may be full of rue,
Your life in retrospect a disaster of lost aspirations, promises
And your reflection bares its nature in its solaces,
The light and its shadows no more than a heartfelt glimmer
Of what was, should have been; your gait
Like your receding hair a sign that what is endless is the wait.