I want to sing you songs
From your favorite concerts
Sing away all the pain
If your history hurts
I want to be honest and true
So I can grow old with you
I’ll make you any soup
Whenever you’re ill
Have a box of tissues
If your eyes start to spill
Oh it would be so great
To grow old with you
I’ll adore you, for you
Hold you tight in my arms when the weather is low
Complete you, treat you
Even kiss you in the rain or snuggle in the snow
Let me make you laugh
And see your smile turn gold
Make you feel the age we are now
When we’re grey and old
I can be the man
Who grows old with you
I want to grow old with you
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Author:
Rob (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: To her...
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Adam Sandlers version is awesome but I wanted to make one too...
I Lovee Thiss
Thank you so do I, it makes her happy so it makes me happy.
I don't know the original, but this is VERY sweet! I love it!!!!! I hope you stay together forever, just like you sing.
Me too. Thanks 🙂
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