Tuesday, August 27, 2013

When We Grow Old and Gray

When we grow old and gray
Hand in hand we go and say a prayer
Inside the wayside, small chapel

When we grow old and gray
Like a carefree child in the past
Butterflies and dragonflies we will chase 

When we grow old and gray
In a beautiful thatched cottage will be our abode
Chickens, goats, dogs, cows keep us company

When we grow old and gray
Your guitar you will pluck and strum
And together we'll sing our theme lullaby

When we grow old and gray
Along the seashore we'll take long walks
And watch the sun rising gracefully in the horizon

When we grow old and gray
Beautiful sunsets we will watch
Underneath the canopy of giant trees

When we grow old and gray
My favorite chicken broth you will always cook
And together we will share hearty meals

When we grow old and gray
In a hammock we will lie down and relax
Watch the moon, count the zillion stars above

When we grow old and gray
Colorful summer clothes we will often wear
And play hide and seek under the coconut groves

When we grow old and gray
You will kiss my forehead and whisper me
Sweet nothings like we often do

When we grow and gray
In your strong arms you will carry me
And make graceful pirouettes amidst laughter

When we grow old and gray
And finally be at my deathbed
Please watch me take my last breath and say
That you have loved me more than anything else in this world
And promise me that we will meet again in heaven soon!

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2 comments:

  1. Amity, that is absolutely beautiful! I share your sentiment. And it's a good reminder to do some of those things now while we're still young. (Relatively anyway!)

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  2. Hi Amity, it seems you continue to write. I am glad to stop by and (once again) enjoy your work. Rob.

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