Another year passes, another year's come
And here we are still in the same old humdrum.
Same small apartment, same dull career
Same shows to watch and same music to hear.
All of our family and all of our friends
Are still a whole trip for to gather again.
And aging is part of the process of living
When once it was something unseen and forgiving.
More weight has settled, more wrinkles too,
Groans of a body that's no longer new.
And time keeps on ticking and having its way
Until such a time when we'll not have a say.
But all of this time that we spend sitting here
We're smiling and laughing with plenty of cheer,
For though we continue this same book to read
We still have each other, no more do we need.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
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