​Growing old with Donna

​Each morning I wake
Yarra saying g'day mate to the sun
Rascal jumping on the bed
Looking for a pat

The reason for my sanity
My self esteem my happiness
Still purring in bed
The delightful Donna Dorn

Four years since we met
Our forties have since gone
Slowly becoming old fogies
Together we will always be

She laughs with me
Yells at me
But most of all
She loves me like no other ​