Silver Strands
He liked her wrinkles, laughter lines,
Adored her pale age spotted hands,
Admired her body going south,
And loved her hair with silver strands.
She thought his hairfree head was cute,
And loved his double - treble – chin,
She didn’t care his waist was huge,
And didn’t mind his legs were thin.
They met on holiday in Spain,
And both had found true love again.
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2011
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