That young lovers often overcome the vagaries of fate is a testament to the eternal power of love.

The Delay

A young man
holds a single rose
behind his back
and stands
watching the travelers disembark.

He fidgets
with the flowered stem.
His fingers press
the thorns;
waiting to sight the one he loves.

Passengers
walk by him, then few
alone are left.
Concerned,
his heart is pierced with double pain.

...later that
evening, unaware,
she holds his hands;
the wounds
of worried doubt now warm with care.

Resilient;
love again resolves
to heal his heart;
enduring
much of life's uncertain certainties.

Next poem: Wisely Choose

Author: Jerry Dan Deutschendorf
from: Red Earth Whisperings
Part III: Family and Friends