Barren Poem by Barry Middleton

some of us too old for love
can only love the past

we thought delusionary youth
and love would always last

then in age as wisdom comes
with verities revealed

some will have a pensive wish
for truth to stay concealed

it seems like such a simple thing
to form a sacred pact

two as one against the odds
to hold off all attack

therein lies the needle's eye
elusive gate of peace

many seek but few will find
someday the quest will cease