© Copyright Ceres Walter
18 April 2010
Inseparable
I turned bold
Your back is bent
We jointly grow old
Still holding hands
Your facial lines like
Ornaments of grace
The hair is merging
Into silvery grey
Our movements measured
The limberness went by
We are still together
Holding eachother upright
I do love you
From the begin
We became inseparable
Ever since
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