Grown Old
By John M Lennon
Hands graspped tight
Praying for the health of the love of my life
Seeing this is the thick of the thin
There for each other
Wanting nothing more then her strength to over come the pain from within
So it's every night I hold her tight
Whispering in her ear how I have loved her my whole life
Knowing she is my guardian angel
And it is still her hand I get to hold, as on our 50th anniversary
It's together we have grown old
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