Growing Older Together
Growing Old Together
Oh yes we are growing older together.
I would want it with none other!
Spring showers, now summer days, oh how swiftly,
Fall’s fleeting; winter’s sleeting, oh how quickly.
From dawn to dusk – week to month.
Year by year…time so dear!
Oh yes we are growing older together.
I would want it with none other!
Yes rose petals are fading, winter’s invading.
Ice winds are blowing, all life is ebbing.
Crowns are graying…yes life’s decaying.
I know you feel the threatening days
But my Dorella I am with you…
And hand in hand we will face the winter to!
Poem inspired by mountains and foothills in Glassy Mountain, SC 1990
Terry Henderson
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