Husbands, like liquor, mellow with age,
Early years of turbulence and fears,
Are erased away by the tenderness
Bestowed in their sun-set years.
God may have joined together,
Two ardent people in love,
But it takes a heap of living
And help from Him above-
To carry them over the threshold
Of fears and tribulations,
Apologies and humility
And suppression of frustrations.
Wise, are they, who swallow their pride,
And willingly start again,
For waiting at the end, just around the bend
Looms the acme love of all men.