Aged To Perfection

Now I lay me down to sleep in the arms of a woman who lets me keep the legend of me, in my mind. My old woman is terribly kind. Now I lay me down to sleep in the arms of a man who lets me keep my girlish reflection — his eyes a mirror. My old man could not be dearer.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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August 16, 2017 at 9:09 AM
Big silly grin sitting on my face. Mature love is the best, and much more fun. What a lovely sentiment contained in your poem.
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August 23, 2017 at 9:20 AM
Silly grins are great!
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July 20, 2017 at 9:10 AM
Hi John, You had me at the title alone. But I must say I agree with Daniel, this is "sweet". It shows two people that are in love:-) Alexis
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July 20, 2017 at 8:36 PM
Thanks Alexis!
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July 19, 2017 at 10:43 AM
This is, dare I say, "sweet" John. That's love my friend:)
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July 20, 2017 at 8:32 PM
Thanks Daniel. I've witnessed this in some couples.
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