A Perfect Cube

    "Grow old along with me!"
    Said the poet R. Browning.
I hope you don't mind that I borrowed his words.
    It matters not how
    Old we are now
As aging, well, it's really for the birds.

    So, what did Browning mean
    When he said, "The best [...] to be?"
He must have meant the future that we face
    For every day is grand
    When I hold yours in my hand.
That "to be" must be this present place.

    The best becomes the now
    Which shows us just how
With everything we've learned, we've found it's true
    That from the Earth to the sky above
    No matter the age, there's always love
(But, as is the way of time, you'll be older too).