
“In youth’s embrace, love blooms with fiery zest,
Passion and promise, moonlit dreams invest.
Between 20 and 30, adventure’s sweet call,
Love echoes loud, a thrilling moonlit sprawl.
In 30s to 40s, a new chapter unfolds,
Parenting whispers, love in stories told.
Affectionate gaze on toddlers small,
Love now wears the tender mantle of a familial thrall.
40 to 50, responsibility’s claim,
Commitment deep, in family’s name.
Education, well-being, sacrifice profound,
Love matures, echoing a steadfast sound.
50 to 60, amid bustling affairs,
Settling kids, marriage obligations, love declares.
Duty’s sturdy hand, ensuring comfort grand,
Spouse to spouse, a caring exchange, love’s firm stand.
60 to 70, medicine’s embrace,
Attending needs with a gentle grace.
Caring for the other, every detail in sight,
Love persists, a comforting light.
70 to 80, health’s silent plea,
Sustain, maintain, a lifelong decree.
As children busy, love remains,
A guardian of memories, soothing life’s strains.
80 to 90, adjustment’s soft art,
Waiting for life’s curtain to depart.
Well-wishing echoes for the ones who remain,
Love’s final chapter, a bittersweet refrain.
Love persists till life’s final breath,
Forms shifting with the dance of death.
Carry on loving, with every beat,
Till you depart, your mission complete.
In the twilight years, love takes its stand,
A companion steady, holding hands.
Through the journey, till the end,
Love’s enduring spirit, a faithful friend.
Guchi.