Whatever happened to the days of old.
When love would never grow cold.
Ones heart was safe in anothers hand.
Having to live without them you couldn't withstand.
Two beat as one til the day that they die.
Never giving up hope always willing to try.
Standing together forever through thickness and thin.
Never letting the evils of the world to get in.
Spending eternity side by side.
Even after the day that they both had died.
This is the kind of love I wish I had.
Something just like my grandmom and granddad.