The waves of time crash onto the shores of memory
The tide is returning our love in longevity
Yellow roses on the table and a simple bowl of soup
Sixty plus years of memories play back in an endless loop
Age is a gift not everyone receives
To look across the table and see you
still looking back at me

We still dream of the future and remanence of the past
Our love has planted seeds
Producing a harvest of deeds
A legacy that will last
A vision has been cast
Like a fishing lure into some distant sea
The hope of generations to be
remains to be seen
But will be revealed at dawn
like the warm heavenly beams
As the waves of time crash onto the shores of memory
The tide is returning our love in longevity
We walk along this shore, although we are young no more
But in this moment a new season is born
“I love you.” You say
in your own way
And our love is enough to get us through this day
Indeed, love will sustain us in the years that remain
Until that tide takes us forever
out to that celestial sea
And the waves of time cease to crash
onto the shores of memory
But today, the tide remains. Returning our love in longevity.
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