Don't believe love fades
As your grey hairs drop out.
As long as there are women
Us guys will give a shout.
I have yet to see a lovely woman
And not take a glance or two.
Matters not her age, another falacy too,
That men only go for the young ones.
So far my life of love died
Much too soon, when death knocked
And took my lovely bride to her reward
As she was truly an angel I was blessed with.
But loving memories never die
They keep you ever young.
They say you are bound to fall again
But this time it may be on the floor.