Gotta to love youth
Pure bluster and ignorance
Infinite wisdom and no experience
Until the night sky lights up
With the moment you have been waiting for
But did not expect
The love of your life
New adjectives enters one’s vocabulary
“Clueless” is the primary one
And now the mirror has prominent purpose
“Why didn’t I brush my hair?”
But no amount of logic blocks
Our headlong rush
Into the grooming process of a relationship
Remember, “Jump?” “How high?”
The dance of love is so serious
We want to get it so right
But we are so ill prepared
How do you pass a test on relationship?
Is it the money that is earned?
The year of the car?
Size of the house?
After fifty years
Which is a fair sample
There does not seem to be a benchmark
A grade on the marriage certificate
But at the end of the day
A long day
A simple “pass-fail”
With a well worn smile