Looking down the years

From that first day when

We knew.

But how could we foresee

All that the future

Held in store?

Dreams lost and battles won.

Hearts bursting with joy

Among unnumbered tears.

Knowing as we know now

Would we say the same

Yes, I do?

Had another path sufficed?

Another to each of us

Become one?

Perhaps. But the choice

Was in our hearts and

We made it.

Foolish in youth, yes,

But, by grace, wise beyond

Our years.

And down the long days

And fleeting years we march

Hand in hand.

Neither unbruised nor unscathed,

But cherishing each moment

Good and bad.

For moment is all we are,

All we hope to have

In this life.

Gasping, gulping each breath

On this brief passage

Through time.

Though woolen hair

And lined faces tell

Another tale.

And this long, brief moment

We share together is

More than enough.

And so we were.

And so we are.

And so we will be.

Together,

Hand in hand,

Come, grow old with me.