I love how your eyes would sparkle
At something amusing, you’d chortle
Humour was our best friend
Right up until the very end
Moments captured in time
So many moments, sublime
In which we’d share a song or two
Humming parts we never knew
Walking hand in hand through glittering snow
Chasing down a piece of errant mistletoe
In order to linger together there
Stopping long enough to stare
Into each other’s eyes with love
I suppose one of the signs of aging is that sparkling eyes usually means someone has a good joke to tell 😀
lmao, too true, I know it’s the way of it for me, haha