The day when you saw
The first gray on your hair
You just started realizing
That you too have to age
And leave this world one day
Then you just started thinking of me
And you just started loving me
knowing I am the only one
Who will love you
Even if you get gray
Old and fragile
Earnestly I was waiting for this day
When you start realizing
My true love
And to get that love
From you which I longed for years
When you start loving me
On the day when you saw
The first gray on your hair
Grey hair can’t fray out true love…and love is ‘ageless’…and I think maturity in love comes when both become infirm where bonding is unshakable… Geriatric psyche perfectly dispensed for oldies… thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
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Wonderful, powerful and beautiful words for love.