A touch of gray adorns your hair and wrinkles decorate your face.
And on your nose your granny glasses balance with a special grace.
Your painful knees and aching feet were not this way the day we met.
So many changes have occurred and even more are not done yet.
The passing years each leave a mark, a mark on me as well as you.
But I adore the aches and pains and things that we can no more do.
For every change is beautiful; because they mark our time as one.
And symbolize the power of a love to last till time is done.
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