I have scars on my knees and pain in my hips but words of endearment still fall from my lips.
The skin’s a bit wrinkled,
the hair turns to gray,
yet naught comes to mind
that the voice will not say.
Life's easier said now
and easier done,
a stream will flow smoother
the longer it's run.
Simplicity matters,
when push comes to shove,
I'm older and wiser
and simply in love.
~Dean Neighbors~ |  
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