As We Grow Old Together
As we grow old together,
there's things I want to say.

Like how you're still my morning
at the dawn of a brand new day.

To me you are my realm,
and the children are our knights.

And when I look into your eyes,
there's a thousand points of light.

The years have been quite kind
as they touched upon your face.

A renaissance of beauty,
of style and social grace.

In closing, I want to thank God
for bringing to my life.

Heaven reigning down on Earth
and the angel that's my wife.
by Thomas Harvey
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