Grow Old Poem by Guy Richard Baldwin

Grow Old



THE LOVELYNESS OF YOUR SKIN
TO LIE THERE WITHIN
TO FEEL IT'S EVERY FOLD
TO HAVE YOU HARBOUR ME FROM COLD
TO TOGETHER GROW OLD
TO BELEIVE ALL TOLD
ON THIS DREAM I'M SOLD

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