Hi, I'm looking for: Excerpt from 'Listen To Love' by Karie Wilson Baker. I can't seem to fine it. please help. thank you Pat
Let Me Grow Lovely
Let me grow lovely, growing old-- So many fine things do: Laces, and ivory, and gold, And silks need not be new; And there is healing in old trees, Old streets a glamour hold; Why may not I, as well as these, Grow lovely, growing old?