Grow old with me, my love,
The best part of our life is yet to come.
When we will spend our time together,
Talking and laughing in the midday sun.
Then you won’t spend your days
Working from early morning till afternoon.
I will not be taking care of the kids,
Driving from here to there starting each June.
We can sit on our porch admiring the view,
Watching the neighborhood children playing.
Remembering all those days of yesteryear,
While enjoying the porch swing's swaying.
Then you will still be the love of my life,
While I’ll simply be the only woman for you.
We’ll help each other out with all our task,
Because, my sweetheart, ours is a love that is true.
We shall spend our final days on earth together,
I’ll know because of you my life was good.
And I hope, my love, you will feel the same,
I have always tried to do everything that I should.
For us two there will never be loneliness,
As our earthly life does come to a close.
Then there will forever be these fond memories,
Whenever God thinks it’s time for one to go.
Come grow old with me, my dearest love,
As we go through this life together.
I do pledge my undying love to you,
As you shall remain deep in my heart forever.
Copyright @ M. Doris Fuller
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