THE ROAD GETS LONGER EVERY DAY

THE ROAD GETS LONGER EVERY DAY
For my wife on our 45th Anniversary 23 Nov, 2006

I wish I could turn back the clock,
to a time when we were both young
but can’t find the key to the lock,
leaving other songs to be sung.

Our lasting love’s always alive,
perhaps time doesn’t matter at all.
Happy years shared is forty five,
with music of life to recall.

It’s funny how time slips away,
a lifetime of living slides past,
as the road gets longer each day
and the days keep moving by fast.

Our lasting love’s always alive,
perhaps time doesn’t matter at all.
Happy years shared is forty five,
with music of life to recall.

Like gentle words and tender touch,
the special memories we shared.
The silent smiles that meant so much,
showing to each how much we cared.

Our lasting love’s always alive,
perhaps time doesn’t matter at all.
Happy years shared is forty five,
with music of life to recall.


Monty
©10/30/06