Growing Old in Love

The years become twilight before sunset memories become scenes left in the mind reflections harvested are always kept until wrinkled hands appear to remind they counted all the stars when love was new when the love invited became refined and every new sky was cloud-free and blue this universe they knew, now left behind as their cradled dreams have grown far beyond to be a distant thought they hold as pure when love was found to be a tighter bond they shared through the days of comfort, secure their lives are a timeless precious jewel the love they share so silently faithful