Fools They

The sun was high
And love was new,
But youth is stupid
Their quarrel was too.


The noonday sun
Was warm and gay
As two people
Battled life away.


The evening seen
Showed each stubborn head
White and deiant
As the years sped.


At long last
The sunfinally set,
On two lovers-
Who never should have met.


©2003 Christy Schaller