growing old with you would be a dream come true
we could walk hand in hand under a starry sky
together we could sail across the ocean blue
we could walk hand in hand on a sandy beach
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A lovely poem. I can tell you from experience, though, that growing old is no fun... ... but I guess it beats the alternative.