WHY IS IT WE HAVE TO GET SO OLD
AND THEN WE COME ACROSS A POT OF GOLD
NOT ONE FILLED WITH MONEY TO SPEND
BUT ONE WHO IS THERE TO HOLD YOUR HAND
SOMEONE WHO ENJOYS THE PRESENCE OF YOU
IT SEEMS SO SIMPLE, NOTHING SPECIAL TO DO
JUST BEING THERE TOGETHER WITH A TOUCH SO KIND
IT'S THE FEELING YOU'VE KEPT DEEP IN YOUR MIND
MILES APART MAKES IT HARD TO BE
ME BEING WITH YOU OR YOU BEING WITH ME
SO WE'LL CHERISH THE MOMENTS THAT WE MIGHT SHARE
IT'S SO NICE TO KNOW THERE'S SOMEONE WHO CARES.
budd
not least of which is finding a pot of gold at any age.
Beautifully written!