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.