Grand old Adam and Eve

by : Bacardi Gold
02/sept/2021

image by : depositphotos – pinterest


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should i start to write
without a pen in my hand
should i speak the words
about love that’s grand

it isn’t simple to start
a story that has slipped away
i nearly forgot it all
the love i once had before

it was in my blooming youth
when everything was fun
salad days were oozingly smooth
after class was the solid truth

we’ve set our times to meet
an hour there on the busy street
together our eyes would translate
we were seated on a late lunch date

and togetherness wasn’t enough
we let our decision to be so tough
a room we paid was a mistake
a miracle of love was passionately made

episodes of chances burned our desires
emitting smoke that sent signals of fire
but we’re strong to carry on the fight
’till we have children to see our nights

now messing around with our lovely grand kids
still riding the waves of joy waiting to recede
love has been kind and fair to us
as we become the grand old Adam and Eve..



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