Double Nickles
Thirty-nine and holding
Is a phrase we might have said
As we approached The Big Four-Oh
That age we used to dread
Not knowing at the time
What golden years still lay ahead
Our thinking was that growing old
Was worse than growing dead
But looking back on birthdays
And anxieties they brought us
The wisdom of grayheadedness
Reflects what time has taught us
Our life together just gets better
And as our joy just keeps mounting
If asked how old our marriage is
Say, "Fifty-Five and Counting!"
Just another Warrenpiece
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