#1831-Side by side
05/08/2022
When a friend is close by,
Growing old is rather nice.
A familiar scent,
Eyes that feel, or
A helping hand,
When no one understands.
Days eventually pass,
The end slowly arrives,
But I’m not afraid.
With her by my side,
From life I won’t hide.
I can stare at the horizon,
With a smile,
While it all lasts.
