Monday, February 20, 2012

they say the best is yet to come


lets travel this direction together
we will walk atop every stone on this road less traveled
lets sit and watch our dangling moon slowly pass with time
we will sit in awe while others dismiss such scenary of the nigh
lets stand under an umbrella in this terrible weather
we will laugh when the rain soaks our shoes of leather
grow old with me, they say the best is yet to come
we will love til we are gray, but with hearts who yearn to be forever young
our moon river will never run dry
it flows much wider than a mile it could not even try
so here comes the days then the months and the years
we will cherish every moment, love wholesome, shed tears
i will have done what i have always dreamt as long as you are near
and i will never stop whispering
"i love you so, i love you dear"







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