It seems yesterday the house was full

Nothing seemed beyond our reach

We dashed about with endless brio

Spent days on end at the beach

 

I recall how you laughed and cried

The endless smiles adorning your face

Years have brought changes to our joy

Now life seems such a different place

 

I loved your black ringlets

That brightened every day

Your hair grew old as we did

These days its a thinning silver grey

 

They say age can be a blessing of sorts

When wisdom walks in the door

On the whole I preferred to be young

Even if we were silly and quite poor

 

You've been prone to illness lately

They even cut off that legendary hair

Both nothing can separate us now

You know that I will always care

 

I loved your black ringlets

That brightened every day

Your hair grew old as we did

These days its a pallid silver grey

 

Now I see why old folk reach apathy in the end

They've felt the pain that the world can send