Seasons Of Human Love Comments

I like this accounting of how we grow in love, from baby to teen, then into adulthood, and finally into old folksy love. But in all stages of life, love proves to be very important. It seems that love gets us through all of life's difficulties. And without love, there is an emptiness, a void that slows down our progress. We'll still make it to the finish line, nothing will stop that. But the race is always best run with love at our side. Very good analogies in your poem.