A life of enduring love and happiness is based on a lie
We grow too old to love though not quite ready to die
Love as is said is not always young of heart
And few stay in love until death does them part
The rose quick to bloom also quick to decay
The one you love now you may not love until your life's final day
Together for at least fifty years of their life
They have grown tired of each other the old bloke and his wife
With many grandchildren their genes to carry on
Though love between them in the forever gone
That they loved each other truly happened to be so
But this for them ended a long time ago
Not saying anything that happens to be new
Those who love each other until death are only in the few
For love that is unconditional you can only depend
On your dog who does remain as your lifetime friend
On love between human beings there is a use by date
And so few fifty years of marriage do celebrate
Of the praises of love the romantic may like to sing
But enduring love between people is a very rare thing.
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