hand in hand

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


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


because of all the things we’ve



hand in hand