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