Let our story unwind in our sixties
When both shall be grey and old
Away from the worldly complexities
When Expectations are no more on hold
Tantrums and Vigour of youthful days
Ardent to see the wrinkled face
Walk the trembling feet
Hand in Hand we shall race
To our destination, the beach
House , Marriage,Baby Carriage
Duties we shall perish
Break the social barrage
Meet over a cup of coffee and cherish
The laughter and the old memories
Our broken teeth and sagging skin
Shall reiterate our youthful stories.
©runu
R