How like Pictures of Picasso when young
The Past can jolt and surprise ,
So much in Youth when our Heat had begun ;
No thought of the cost to our future lives.
I still have that Lock of Silken Bronze Hair,
You kindly gave when I Sheepishly asked,
A Testament kept from a brief Affair ;
An Affair so short that we drank to the last.
But then to our Ideals we did return
To make do and just strive for the best ;
Are you Sad girl in a Marriage to learn
Theres one who’s Heart was more greatly expressed ?
Still ; I wish you joy for the rest of your days ;
Oft recall one Man - and his ardent ways.