Grow Old With Me
Come and sit beside me,
Let's reflect a while.
Your presence is ever soothing,
I've always loved your style.
Our worlds are constantly changing,
A perpetual turnstile.
Life's been entertaining,
I've cherished every mile.
As our years are waning,
It's become more plain to see,
We're jointly self-sustaining,
Together we're meant to be.
So grasp my hand firmly,
As we walk into the sun,
Side by side we'll journey,
Not as two, but one.
And as we approach the pinnacle,
Of our co eternal quest,
Take solace in the knowledge,
That together we're at our best.
For each and every by-way,
From here to eternity,
Will grace our voyage sky-way,
As you grow old with me.
Copyright © November 2009
Kevin Mooney
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