As We Grow Old
Only mundane trappings have I to give
To lure this goddess away from the crowd
Oh, I was given but one life to live
Let me live it with her before my shroud
Green eyes and auburn hair - teeth of white pearl
Great beauty exists in that simple face
Grant me the time to explore this new world -
And ponder in depth a veil with white lace
I see in her eyes she doesn't belong
Where wealth comes and goes with a smile and wink
I am a pauper, have been all along
But I am a lover more than you'd think
Tell her of silver then tell her of gold
Then,oh, let me love her as we grow old
7-8-19
Contest: Best Sonnet 2019
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