....today marks the sixth year of us being together, though many more years before that we met. We embarked with no ambitions, no dreams....just happy that we both were together. We have changed, both you & I, the teenage romance no longer there, but your presence is my comfort, something that cannot be described. And yes, there is also the lovely gift that we both cherish, the gift you gave me on 21st Sept, 2005. Happy Anniversary, Beloved
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars