Sonnet 66 – The Down Side of Good

As you grow older, your eyesight seems to
sharpen. You see lines I’ve never noticed
near the eyes that taught me love. You say you
have put on too much weight – I guess I missed

that. I swear to you that the face which haunts
and heals me has not aged, though I’ll humor
you and say it has. You say that Time taunts
you, makes you feel less than you were before.

Before what? Before Love? She is timeless,
ageless – just as you are to me. I joked
that you were on the down side of good. Yes,
you are older – I know because I looked

at the calendar you read. Please forgive
me? You walk in beauty and always have.