In her golden years, the golden thread,
the golden hair upon her head
has begun to fade to gray
she’s been self conscious for a while
Her husband looks at her & smiles,
& he tells her “Sweetheart, I love you anyway”
By: J.N.R Dutton
Golden Years
In her golden years, the golden thread,
the golden hair upon her head
has begun to fade to gray
she’s been self conscious for a while
Her husband looks at her & smiles,
& he tells her “Sweetheart, I love you anyway”
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 