Two; With Hands Now Weathered And Old; Still Reaching Out, Each Other To Hold
Two with hands now weathered and old,
Still reaching out, each other to hold
Two with hair now silver and grey,
Earned together along the way.
Two with hearts now beating as one,
Thinking back thru all you’ve done.
Two with eyes now filling with tears,
Looking back thru all the years.
When you started you didn’t know,
Which way your lives would go.
Since the very start,
You’ve seldom been apart.
When hard times came to you,
together you made it thru.
Mostly life’s been grand,
as you’ve lived it hand in hand.
Laird Fetzer Hamblin