they walk around
the park
not slowly
not fast
just enjoying the day
watching the world go by
time is kind
for there they stand
hand in hand
he kisses her gently
on the lips
even with her wrinkles
and crow’s feet
she’s still as beautiful
to him
as she was the first time
he saw her
even though he can’t hear
well and
isn’t slim as in
younger days
he’s still her knight
in shining armor
she’s his
he’s her
baby
and there they stand
hand in hand
i don’t know who you are
and you probably don’t know me
but when i fall
in love with you i know
someday i want to be
the old people in the park
more in love than
ever
because of all the things we’ve
weathered
together
hand in hand
