Part 2 of In Land of Pyramids and Sand

One day we will be old and grey
My eyes will look at you and say
Thank you for your love, your life
The joy you brought me as your wife

And now that we are old and grey
You turn to look at me and say
My sweet, my love, and then you pause
And in my heart I know because

We speak in looks, in breaths and sighs
From the heart and through the eyes
Now we are both old we smile
And we still hold hands a while

We think upon the early years
Frought with difficulties and tears
The pains of life, the loss, the strife
The years apart, the surgeon’s knife

But on the whole as we look back
Those days were short for after that
Our life became unending joy
You and me, your son, our boy

Yes overall those years were short
For after that, to us, life brought
Unending sunshine, days of bliss
Your touch, your glance, beloved’s kiss

We know each other now so well
It only takes a look to tell
Exactly what the other needs
And gladly still the heart proceeds

To give, to love, to bless, to feel
To know inside that all that’s real
Is peace and beauty grace and love
And thanks from us to God above.

© Sandra Hillawi, 7.20 pm, 8 May 2009 England