White hair God's crown upon my years
decades do not mute my silent tears
loves desire yearns for soul mates embrace
as life's paths treasured memories retrace.
the beauty of her passionate love, gentle and quite
makes the way clearer with each passing night
while hope grows brighter at each new days start
that He will grant me the desire of my heart
and we will sit side by side on for just awhile
as once more I shall feel the warmth of her smile
and tho my wait be past eternity's opening door
age after age I will have but to love her more.