by Melissa Bagley

Created on: June 10, 2008

Seasons come and seasons go,
When we started out on this journey,
Both of us were so young and thin and strong!
Now we have grown into something different.
I'm not so thin anymore and neither are you,
Something kind of happened to your hair along the way...
But today is tomorrow and we are still together,
Following the dream that started us on this walk.
The beginning was so passionate,

So full of hope,
Ideals that would last a lifetime!
My Mom and I bickering over nit-picky things,
As we chose the bowls that would be in my wedding shower,
Now those bowls are one short of a set,
The red one broke out in the backyard.
The other two are worn,
We are worn.
Just look at the way we grew old together.
But we are not broken,
The pieces of our lives shatter and rebuild;
Making things different and stronger and better.
The strange part about having a love that lasts a long,
Long time is that you learn how to give,
How to stretch to fit what comes and then
One day, you look back over your life
And see the people you have ended up to be.
Is it glamorous?
How do I look in these years that have waxed long?
When we stand together in church,
What do we look like?
Eighteen years and three kids later,
Who are these people now?
I've come a long, long way from writing your name
All over everything.
But at night you are the one who lies beside me,
And its your face I look for at the end of the workday.
We still watch scary movies,
Your hand in mine,
That is how it always will be.

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