When I was young I laughed a lot
And thought that life was grand
But most of all I loved the girl
Who offered me her hand


Her nose turned up and her toes turned up
And my heart was filled with pride
When I took my place before the Priest
And turned to face my bride


When our children came we loved them
For they filled our lives with fun
But all too soon it was their turn
And they left us one by one


Once again we have each other
With no one else to share
The peace and understanding
That grows when lovers care


Our hearts still hear the music
Though our hair is turning grey
We'll be holding hands together
As we walk our Golden Way

 

 

Thomas Vaughan Jones (TVaughanJones@aol.com)

 



 

 

 


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Balancing Act

Autumn Leaves In Haiku

Gentle Mornings

Residue

Reunion

Slower

The Grand Old Mansion

Fishing Upstream



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