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Growin' Old
Old hearts long enter twined
relax and share their evening wine
laugh and reminisce about younger days.
Kids all grown, well on their way,
retirement has grown on us;
we're learning to play and
love our vacations by the sea.
How long we can keep it all up
have such times as these, you and me
who knows! ... but hang on baby
for the ride's all downhill,
and growin' old with you
is its own special thrill.
poem
by
Carolyn Brunelle
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