Growing Old Together

Growing Old Together

We had always dreamed of growing old together

Getting gray (or bald) staying thin - light as a feather.

Grandchildren running all through our house

Not noisy though, quiet as a mouse.

God has blessed us all through our years.

Our dreams have come true, Jesus gets our cheers.

Roses are red, our noses are too

Of all the things we got, one is the flu.

Old and gray (or bald) but not down and out

Started years ago from a tiny love sprout.

Each Valentine is more precious than the one before.

Our love for each other and God continues to grow.

We are still sweethearts, lovers, and friends

Love will see us through, each to our end.

One will cry over the loss of the other

Memories, God and His love will provide a loving cover.


-Clyde Schremp to his wife Jo (time unknown)