Timeless Journey…

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© ____ j a y ✏️ s u r

Time etches its marks

On everything

And I hold this old photograph

A portal to a moment

After vows were spoken

My father and my mother

Young and radiant

Eyes filled with the

Light of new beginnings…

Sixty years have passed

Each one a stride

In the marathon of life

Subtle lines

Now trace their faces

Frowning marks

Carved by worries

And laughter alike

Teeth once bright

Now gone

Leaving a shade

Eyes crumpled

At the edges like old maps

Their horizons

Softened with age…

Grey hair crowns their heads

A testament to wisdom earned

Each wrinkle

Says a story

Each crease

A journey undertaken together

This golden period of old age

A chapter rich with

Experience and love…

Those days were good times

When life felt endless

And possibilities vast

Can such days return

To start a new life story

Perhaps not

For time only moves forward

Yet the essence of

Those moments lingers

In photographs and memories

Ever present

And ever cherished…

In their quiet smiles

I see the echoes

Of shared dreams

The silent understanding

Between two souls

Who have weathered storms

And celebrated sunshine

Their hands

Though worn and weathered

Still find each other

With a gentle certainty

A connection that transcends

The passage of years…

Seasons have changed

From the spring

Of their youth

To the winter

Of their age

Yet love remains

A constant thread to

Weave through the brocade

Of their lives

How precious

The present moment becomes

Knowing it is shaped

By a lifetime of yesterdays…

The photograph

Speaks of beginnings

But their faces now tell

Of a love that has grown deep

Roots entwined

Strong against the

Winds of time

In every glance and gesture

The legacy of

Their journey is written

A story of enduring love

Etched in the lines of time…