With You I'll Grow Old...

With You I'll Grow Old... Yes, honey, I'll grow old with you until the west declamates peace in the east, every weakest animal comforted by a wild beast, until countless suns rise in the east, and together we will become very gray with Reast, (he is our oldest and most loyal servant) Yes baby, I'll grow old with you because when you love someone so true nothing is there that shall regret you! real love, loyal love, never ends, never leaves you though the ancient old twigs are severely bent, our body and ev'rything very pain-blent yes dear together we are getting very old that is crystal clear together we feel the earth shall be again very cold our soul will be entwined, our heart rhymes still like precious old wine our love is pure and precious always up to date never anxious this love poem for you my dear is very appropriate, because you are my only love and bedmate! © Sylvia Frances Chan - All rights reserved Thursday, November 26,2020