Aged to perfection

 

I love you more with each sunrise.
Though our hair is starting to gray.
It's getting harder to ignore the cries,
of our bodies as we get up to start our day.

others might grow apart with each season that passes.
we seem to grow closer together.
When my honey is moving more like molasses,
well, we'll just blame that on the weather.

I love you when our skies are blue,
and things seem to be going down the right path.
I will love you when things go bad, as they do.
Just hold me tight during the aftermath.

I'm not afraid of the day coming when our timer runs out of sand.
I have no regrets only a lifetime of memories shared with the one I adore.
I know you will be right there holding my hand,
ready for eternity as we enter through heavens door.