Never Grow Old
I see them dancing
Across the Milky
Way, Illuminates
Stars, as they go by
Singing songs of love
Gracing the star
Lit sky, as years
Go by singing
Songs of love, sigh
Never grow
Never grow
Old, Old, Old
They shall
Never
Die
(Some of the words in this poem are somewhat quoted from a song that my mother and
father sang in their latter life.)
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