Growing Old
By John M Lennon
A beautiful autumn glow
As the trees turn to a gold
Snow falling so slow
Seeing the flickering in your eyes
Love now has a reason why
Growing old
Every word is for you
But you never knew why
Here alone but only to ask
Is this the life you dreamed about in the past
And have I gave you every thing
You could have ever asked
As it is the goal I set out to pass
To make this love forever last
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