Romance Begins at 80 
And I ought to know. 
I live with a girl
Who will tell you so.

I sit by her bath
As she soaks in the tub.
Then help her out
For a strong towel rub.

She likes that a lot
But before I tire.
It's time to pour the wine
And start lighting the fire.

As the fire crackles,
We talk of the past
We met over 50 years ago
Did you think it would last?

The glasses are empty
The ashes are red
Thanks for a lovely evening 
But it's time for bed.

When you get to 90
Cherish the memories you had
Those are the only things
That can make you feel glad.

"Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be." 

-Browning