Grow Old With Me Poem by Yor Nella

Grow Old With Me

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Grow old with me my lovely wife, I pray,
and let's hold hands as we walk through each day
facing together the passage of time
for I'll always be yours and you'll be mine.

You are the very darling of my heart
and I feel so lost when we are apart.
Even when death comes it will never divide
for I know you'll always be at my side

Saturday, January 19, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
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Gajanan Mishra 19 January 2013

Very very good love growing old with. thanks.

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