Old Woman Poem by Medusa Waves

The skin aint like it used to be
face has become unfamiliar to me
the crows have firmly placed their feet by my eyes
and my lips have shrunk large in size
my voice aint not of an angel no more
and now i wear eyes of four
my hair has turned the colour of snow
and my feet move quietly slow
my body moves like rusted steel
and age spots become hard to conceal
but there is one thing that does not old
something-that you cant hold
my heart and love are still the same
forever growing in a bright flame
because the love never gets old
because the love never gets cold
my love for you has no age, but that of when we first met
the day we met and words we spoke is but a few things i cant forget
so i may age like the bark on tree
but what you mean to me
will never age nor never die
till our very last good bye