When one is young,
love comes easily.
Every warm hello,
every glint in the eye,
every smile, and
every sweet word
carries a beautiful melody.
But as we climb
the stairs of maturity,
we learn that a melody
does not offer a home.
It is true love--
the steady and nurturing hand
that turns a fleeting song
into a timeless piece.
Copyright 2026, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
Deeply heartwarming and inspiring! ... Definitely a timeless piece! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++++
Such Brilliant beauty shines through in this! .. A Beauty of true heart, and wisdom! ..
The last stanza, in my mind, is the best, and this phrase the summit: ' It is true love-- the steady and nurturing hand that turns a fleeting song into a timeless piece.'
I love poems about love--this is definitely now one of my favorites concerning that subject!
My, my! This has got to be one of your best pieces yet! The cadence and choice of words that you employed is beautiful and powerful!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely beautiful and wonderful! ! ! Indeed, true love is enduring and lasts forever, all other forms of love are either brief, or the offspring of true love that never dies : ) Thank you so much for sharing this dazzling piece!