AGING, By Ryan Guiley May13, 2015
AGING
I am aging,
Getting white hair,
My heart is raging,
Living off your glare.
It’s going on 1500 days,
Since you left me in a flash,
I’m getting wrinkles in this phase,
My heart is left in a gash.
We miss all the holidays,
We miss going on vacation,
Carving pumpkins and sitting in hay,
I’m holding on, I got your foundation.
I am losing my teeth,
I’m missing what’s underneath,
Your smile is so sweet,
I can’t wait for us to meet.
I can’t wait to hear you laugh,
Or us to travel on the same path,
Your teardrops in my eyes,
Waiting for that ocean tide.
I miss giving you flowers,
Or hear you taking a shower,
I am losing my breath,
As I am slowly passing to death.
I am getting old,
You are all my gold,
You are my partner in hand,
Will once again travel many lands.
I miss giving you kisses,
Or I watching you do the dishes,
I am aging,
My soul will always be paging.