Thursday, March 23, 2017

My Beautiful Aly



My Beautiful Aly
the years have flown by in the twinkling of an eye
and now we are in our golden years
The bloom of youth has blossomed
and the autumn of middle age gone
now the winter of our sixties is here
The mirror doesn't lie 
 nor the white hair 
nor the wisdom lines
we both share
Where once was north 
now is deep south

Yet you still are my Beautiful Aly
My Beautiful wife
My Best friend 
My Lover  okay 
that I can no longer say

My love you will always be
My Beautiful Aly

(c)merimaat 23 March 2017
 
 

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