His weathered face,
his thinning hair,
her steady grip
still showed she cared.

Her sagging breasts,
her silver tresses
has not stopped
his daily confesses.

Their lives had been so very full
and they had lived so long
but they’d spent their time hand-in-hand,
right where they belonged.

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