Young Love Is Easy
Young love is easy
Wild and hot,
Getting and giving
From bottom to top.
All of your attention,
Best manners and smiles,
Flowers and perfume
Sweet smelling for miles.
Shirts and dresses starched,
Cleaned and pressed,
Hair-do’s and manicures
Take care of the rest.
Young love is easy
As apple pie
But love gets tougher
As the years roll by.
Once we’ve taken
Those wedding vows
Life quickly changes
Everything somehow.
No more hopping
Into back seat games,
Spending all your cash
On your hottest flame.
And no more running
With the good ‘ol guys
As responsibilities hit us
Between the eyes.
As the years grow longer
Love grows too
But not as easy
As when love was new.
Separation and sickness
Knock us down –
Disappointments and heart aches
Round after round.
The loss of loved ones
Near and dear
Make us weary and worn
Year after year.
Money gets tight
And the house needs repairs,
And children need attention
When you’re not there.
Then our bodies start to bend
And slowly break
So we cling to one another
No matter what it takes.
Because young love is easy
And old love is not,
But at the end of our hours
It’s all we’ve got.
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