Most people are scared to age,

Just as some are scared to love.

But with both ee must embrace.

For the wrinkles show experience,

The smile lines showing smiles,

The crows feet highlight eyes,

Eyes that i still love, my dear,

No matter how old you get.

I wish you could see,

How amazing the waves on your skin are,

How i love to trace them.

You hair might be dull to you but,

To me your hair is colours of angel tears,

The colour of a stormy sky,

The colour of silver linings.

I remember when we were younger,

Sweet sixteen and in love,

As we are now, but different.

Because all we cared for was,

The next date or how our eyes met

Across the classroom.

I remember the day i left for uni,

The fight we had about our future and how i loved you too much to let you go.

You complained of course but eventually you agreed to try long distance.

Look at us now, dear, but you’re glad you did.

All the memories,

The laughs,

The love shared,

The times we cried and the times we smiled.

I remember when we were young but everyone has to grow up, dont we?

But even as we age,

I’ll love you better for each wrinkle and gray hair.

I’ll love you no matter what.