They walk together
The aged man and the aged woman
Strolling snail-like, side by side
Down the concrete promenade
Hands held, so gently
Skin now paper thin and wrinkled
Love entwined in the meshed fingers
Time passes and a day comes
Only one strolls by
In a solo parade
The aged man has chosen to walk
Down an infinite sidewalk
In a place his love could not reach
She stayed behind
On the concrete promenade
The aged woman now walks alone
Meandering past me in the park
Yet she knows she is not alone
They walk together still
Hand in hand
Fingers meshed as before
In their timeless love
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