Tag: bride

• My bride

  

  Grow old with me my bride,and one day we’ll sit on a porch swing,my arms wrapped around youas you bury into my chest. Your hair white,sparkling like the snow,but I’ll still see the golden wheatfields they once were. Two wrinkled facesworn by the sun and adventures,but your eyes oh, your ageless eyes,crystal blue like the…

  angelkwill

  February 9, 2022

  Poetry

  bride, commitment, love, marriage, poem, Poetry, romance, together