OLD SILVER by Jude kyrie
How graceful you are,
polishing the old silver of our life.
leaving your lavender scent upon pillows.
Dreams hiding behind those beautiful eyes.
That have always graced me
with the look of your love.
And of moments when we return to the flesh
You shine your love like old silver.
With schoolgirl smile and loosened hair
ignoring the ravages of the passing years
With loving style and grace
Embracing our span of days.
Ever steady against the flowing years
My safe harbor
My anchor
My guiding light
