When aged, who will hold her hand,
\nRemember joys and woes,
\nAnd who will hold mine when aged am I,
\nAs life draws to a close?<\/p>\n
Once I dreamed a foolish dream,
\nI’d hold hers, and she mine,
\nWhen aged, but that is not to be
\nAs ticks on each second of life the time\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When aged, who will hold her hand, Remember joys and woes, And who will hold mine when aged am I, As life draws to a close? Once I dreamed a foolish dream, I’d hold hers, and she mine, When aged, but that is not to be As ticks on each …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[198],"tags":[10,758,757,18,199,17],"class_list":["post-513","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sweetest-smile-poems","tag-aging","tag-approaching-death","tag-growing-old","tag-love-poem","tag-poem-on-unrequited-love","tag-unrequited-love","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-8h","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":184,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/my-heart-will-not-keep-her-warm\/","url_meta":{"origin":513,"position":0},"title":"My Heart Will Not Keep Her Warm","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"14th February 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"My heart will not keep her warm Nor will it keep her dry But in my heart shell have a home Until she or I die My love is pure though not expressed As sometimes such love should not be For though I dreamed in my heart I knew She\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Sweetest Smile Poems"","block_context":{"text":"Sweetest Smile Poems","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/love-poems\/sweetest-smile-poems\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Woman in Park","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Woman-in-Park.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Woman-in-Park.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Woman-in-Park.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Woman-in-Park.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":477,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/lady-of-the-sweetest-smile\/","url_meta":{"origin":513,"position":1},"title":"Lady of the Sweetest Smile","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"14th February 2010","format":false,"excerpt":"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=pSu4D22mUyk I Lady of the sweetest smile In this town and round for many a mile Laughter, fun, and all with grace, The Mona Lisa should have had your face. 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