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
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
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!
~*~*~*~
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!)
ReplyDeleteHi Amity, it seems you continue to write. I am glad to stop by and (once again) enjoy your work. Rob.
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