Photographs
Of long ago
The colours fade
The wrinkles show
I loved you then
I love you still
I guess I always will
Aging hearts
And shaking knees
Aching parts
Still bend with ease
I loved you young
And age improves
The love I feel for you
You grow more beautiful
Each passing day
The lines that time withstood
You grow more beautiful
I hate to say
Well I told you so
But I knew you would
Close the light
Still the flames
Candles light
The empty frames
A photograph
Can never be
The song you are to me
The song you are to me
