Two Old Souls

I saw two old souls
Sitting on a porch swing together
And I wondered as I watched
What they were like when they were young.
Did they know the passions of youth,
The heart-pounding terrible longings?
Did they know the pain of an unfaithful lover,
Or the joy of love returned?
Are they dreaming of days
When skin was firm and unwrinkled
And eyes were bright and undimmed?
Do they still see each other
In their glorious youth,
Laughing, planning, hoping?
To have shared life's road together
As they now share the swing ~
What patience must have grown there,
What sharing of burdens,
What loving care must have been given.
Lord, grant me that on my road of life
There might be someone at the end,
With whom I may look back
At all the sharing and loving we've known,
So that someone might see us
There on the porch swing
And wonder.