There are lines & frets in your brow

So much so ... I wonder quite how

They did get there without a gaze

As I know you look daily thru haze



Which can be cleaned from mirrors

So do not worry - for on pillows

The tears of joy which you bring

Will erase those lines as they ring



In loud and clear through the glass

As you do look back and see the mass

Of smiles which love has brought upon

The face which quivers now so strong



With realization there is more to curves

Than twists and turns which do not serve

Their ins and outs as they do thus proceed

For your body feels it all 'cept when seed



Flows through and you become quite young

For this pleasure gives you a new rung

Up the ladder of life as you now enjoy

The wonder of love you now can so employ



To see your pain loosen its tight grip

As you set sail on this very new ship

And the journey you've now undertaken

Sets you free and you're stirred now 

                     and - not shaken!



- Tristram