Old friends

The trusted days of youngness are gone.

The pain of being alone still echoes.

In the twilight of my life I listen

To memories of joy and laughter.

I remember the walks on a moonlit beach

I dream of winter nights by a log fire.

Weekends in a cabin by the lake,

Slow Sunday afternoons.

My love, we have been together for so long,

And I cannot even remember lonely days.

Of all our friends, only we remain.

Only the lonely two of us.

These are days that will be remembered.

The days where we draw closer to God,

The days where He speaks the loudest.

You are my anchor to sanity.

The one that keeps me grounded.

Jesus, You are my savior,

My hope and my salvation.

Help me?

2006.12.24