Author: Pop’s Poetry

  • sixty-five

    sixty-five

    “With All My Love”, I always say
    But clearly that’s not true
    For our love grows with every day
    And it’s all because of you

    With every year that passes by
    A more beautiful woman I see
    And even though you’re sixty-five
    You’re still nineteen to me

    Happy Birthday Catherine
    With All My Love (so far)