Love grows in our hearts, and it grows slowly over time, Within each of us it is enriched and nourished-- Shaped by our experiences, and raised within The depths of the soul. It comes not from folly, and is not readily achieved within youth-- Only from the seasoning of time, and the wisdom from maturity, Can true love in all its forms be fully known. Love is love is universal. And only when we embrace the inevitable within ourselves, Instead of running away from the passing of time, Can this realization occur. Upon this, only then can we be happy and ready to Experience the full bounty such love has to offer.