Days run into years and blacks turn into grays ...

Childrens height measured clearly on the wall,now are numbers fading not really knowing how tall...

Teaching our babies love and life facts,now they are writing out there own contracts...

Life was so hectic,crazy and fast, now we sit reminiscing of  long ago past...

We laugh at the memories with a tear in each eye... 2 were a handful and 1 was real shy...

Now they are grown we say it's okay, for all 3 are perfect each in their own way.

Overjoyed are we my spouse and me... For our love is still true.We have much to pursue.