When we were young
We held each other so tight and talked through the night
You yelled at the top of your voice
“One day we will grow old together”
Time ran on, I was always gone
As we held hands
You softly said
“One day we will grow old together”
Months and years ran off the clock, we hardly talk
With a tentative touch
You whispered
“One day we will grow old together”
Today we are old, your touch so cold
You withdraw
Not a word is said
We grew old together
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: February 28th, 2023 22:43
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments5
Is that what I have to look forward to.
Thanks for the review. Don't know it depends on you and whoever. Appreciate the comment.
I didn't believe you had a misery poem in you, Soren. Can you make the next one slightly more cheerful?
Thank you Dave for the review. The world is a balance and where there is misery there is joy to match it. We want only the good but to appreciate it there needs to be the bad.
Ok Think you have something there.
Mary and I are in our mid seventies and just cannot share our love for each other any stronger, it gets stronger every moment of our lives.
Andy
Thanks Andy so glad that everything is fine for you and yours, unfortunately not so for many others. However, every cloud has a silver lining.
I have been married for a long time and that holding hands and talking never gets old, just time. Thanks for writing this, I enjoyed reading it!
Thank you Christina for the review. Yes that is the way we wish it would be. Looking at the figures with marriages lasting on an average two years and not to say how many that don't marry breaking up without any figures for that it seems dismal for most.
'of Touch'
there's a symbiotic feel to my feeble scribble
and your wonderful words, dear cherished Poet
a sobering, yet emotive read
a tender inking of that juxtaposition
in every love
tis, why
only the brave, dare
to share their hearts
Thank you L.B. Your esteemed remarks are deeply valued. Yes so true, "only the brave, dare to share their hearts" Your comment means a great deal.
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