| 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. |
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| by Thomas Harvey | ||||||