Who is this person who lays beside me?
Hair of gray and eyes of brown.
Older now than when we dated.
Slower now than when we mated.
Who is he now?
I look at him and see,
The young and vibrant man I loved when we ran free.
Ideas of old and new.
I hear the laughter that we share.
I smell the fragrance that he wears.
The man that loves me so.
This person that lays beside Him is still
The one and only one that shares his life
And forever will be his wife.
copyright 2003
Lovely Piece and Oh, so...well, special, he has seen this?
It is very, very special....
Reindeer
Bravo !
[I think "wares" should be spelled 'wears'.]