old age love
Time's canvas, worn and gray
A masterpiece of love's own way
Two hearts, once young and free
Now weathered, wise, and meant to be
Their love's a flame, that's burned so bright
Guiding them through life's plodding night
Through laughter and tears, they've made their way
Hand in hand, come what may
Age may have stolen youthful zest
But love's remained, and forever rests
In wrinkled hands, and silvered hair
A beauty that's beyond compare
Their love's a garden, tended with care
Nurtured through seasons, joy and despair
A bond that's strengthened, through every test
A love that's proved, it's truly best
So let us cherish, this love so true
A treasure rare, a heart that's anew
For in old age, love shines like gold
A masterpiece, that never grows old.
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