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Totalfeckineejit has started up the Poetry Bus again. I think it's due out on Mondays as before, but because it's Valentine's Day today and our poems should have 'love interest' I'm posting mine now.
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Our faces are lined
but I don't mind -
we're growing old with grace
and I yet see
the boy I loved
in your still handsome face.
Our steps have slowed
but we have time
these days to stop and rest
along the path that Life lays out
with obstacles to test
our love and fortitude.
And if our luck continues
there'll be yet more to come.
The road winds on ahead of us -
our course is not yet run.
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15 comments:
Glad to see that you are growing old with grace, Heather. I bet you kick your heels up sometimes though!
I don't have enough energy to do that Pat! An old girl can still dream though!
Ah, I really liked this. You managed to convey real warmth without overmuch sentimentality.
Ah, yes ... the rewards, or is that reality, of a looooong time love.
Thank you for expressing your sentiment.
Beautiful Heather.
that's fab Heather. so well said. I'd like to save that to give my husband in a few years (LOL)
Excellent poem Heather. Hope you've enjoyed Valentine's Day.
Couldnt have said it better.
Lovely Heather, what did himself think of it? Did he bring you tea in bed and red roses? I hope so!
I can still see that boy I loved, as well.
This is a cosy warm feast of a poem... enjoyed it very much
Just a lovely poem Heather on time and embracing the changes it brings whilst keeping one thing constant - love. Warming indeed!
This is a lovely poem - just enough to make it sweet and just enough to keep it from being too, too.
A delightful read!
A super poem, Heather, full of warmth and love. Fabulous.
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