Photographs
Of long ago
The colours fade

The wrinkles show
I loved you then
I love you still

I guess I always will

Aging hearts

And shaking knees
Aching parts
Still bend with ease

I loved you young
And age improves
The love I feel for you


You grow more beautiful
Each passing day

The lines that time withstood
You grow more beautiful
I hate to say

Well I told you so
But I knew you would


Close the light
Still the flames
Candles light

The empty frames
A photograph
Can never be

The song you are to me
The song you are to me