Will You Love Me When I'm Old?

First Love

Norman Rockwell

I would ask of you , my darling,

A question soft and low,

That gives me many a heartache

As the moments come and go.

Your love I know is truthful,

But the truest love grows cold;

Is it this that I would ask you:

Will you love me when I'm old?

Life's morn will soon be waning,

And its evening bells be tolled,

But my heart shall know no sadness,

If you'll love me when I'm old.

 New Year's Eve

Norman Rockwell

Down the stream of life together

We are sailing side by side,

Hoping some bright day to anchor

Safe beyond the surging tide.

Today our sky is cloudless,

But the night may clouds unfold;

But, though storms may gather round us,

Will you love me when I'm old?

When my hair shall shade the snowdrift,

And mine eyes shall dimmer grow,

I would lean upon some loved one,

Through the valley as I go.

I would claim of you a promise,

Worth to me a world of gold;

It is only this, my darling,

That you'll love me when I'm old.

-Unknown 

April Fools

Norman Rockwell

I think I might have posted Norman Rockwell's

Saturday Evening Post cover of these quaint

 "April Fools" before on this blog, but,

 I just love this whimsical painting of an elderly couple

clearly still in love and devoted to each other,

although I have always wondered what the wife might

be thinking while holding that

 big, adjustable wrench in her hand!

Is she mad because she thinks her husband is cheating

at checkers?  Or is she just worried about fixing a

leaky pipe under the kitchen sink?