Years

Oh, what time has passed. 
Your skin has wrinkled, 
and your hair has greyed.
But our love will never age. 

54 years we’ve been married. 
5 kids. 
And I have loved every minute spent with you. 
There’s been good and bad times, 
but I knew that every night 
you would end up in my arms. 
And if I was away the thought of us together kept me sane. 
You are the angel that hopefully doesn’t get her wings back soon
Because I look forward to living out the rest of my days with you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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