Growing old is a bittersweet emotion,
It's a reminder of years gone by,
Of memories and life's devotion.
The days are shorter and years are long,
It's a journey of great worth,
As wisdom is gained through life's song.
The wrinkles that form in my face,
Are a reminder of years gone by,
A life that is filled with grace.
Though I may not be as strong,
It's a journey I fully embrace,
Where I can still sing my life's song.
The memories and love remain
As I continue to grow older
These feelings I will always retain
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dear Clentin,
your poem is a breath of fresh air. there is a sweet beauty in your words in the balance of growing older :) it makes me feel peaceful. thank you for this gift. my favorite lines of your three lined verses are:
Though I may not be as strong,
It's a journey I fully embrace,
Where I can still sing my life's song.
*H and L,
Cat
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
I am greatfull for your comments