Beulah Marie Starr
When did your hands grow suddenly old
with their parchment-paper skin?
Your age-lined face has seen so much,
there's now a tremor in your chin.
Did your hair get this way overnight
and your shoulder become slightly bent?
Was I too busy loving you
to notice where the time went?
Though the years have changed you so,
I find they have changed me too,
one mere fact will stay the same,
that is my love for you.
In my mind you are still my hero,
who protects me everyday.
Though you are no longer able,
I'll always think of you this way.
So we will follow God plan gladly,
together side by side.
Where he leads my sweet man,
by your side will be your blushing bride.
By Beulah Marie Starr