"SO WHEN DID WE GROW OLD"
by Joanne Boyle
"when did we grow old"?
My Husband said to me,
"old", I gasped, and winked,
as I sat down on his knee.
but only for a while,
and then he regained his youth,
behind his cheeky smile.
I told him growing old is a journey.
A privilege not all get to be,
It's an honour to have had a life
with so many memories.
He looked me in my eyes,
as he held me tight.
We then reminisced about the past,
and day turned in to night.
We spoke of when we met.
Laughed at the dreams we'd made
realising now what mattered,
was the days when we all played.
We laughed about our children,
who, now had both grown.
How we hardly saw them,
now they had children of their own.
We spoke about past holidays,
at the caravan we went to.
we wished we could again,
as four of us not two.
I saw a teardrop escape your eye,
and I gently kissed it away.
Our journey has been blessed,
because of memories from yesterday.
Joanne Boyle
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