Year after year, I am reminded
we are ageless.
Our skin grows old and wrinkled
But the smile remains timeless.
Backs get bent
Gracious gestures live on.
Hair falls out, teeth follow
The twinkle in your eye never does.
Hands shake
Strength of character does not.
Memories and bowels grow erratic
Love just grows.
Legs become weak
Not the desire to stand tall.
Boobs sag, ears flap, lips droop
But the person inside shines through all.
The frame shrinks
While the contents multiply.
Day after day, I am reminded
we are priceless.
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6 comments:
and living on hope, apparently
hmm... don't we all? What else would we live on? :)
fear.
shame, because of living in fear.
resentment, because we recognize the fact and are too fearful (:)) to do anything about it.
or desperation because we don't recognize it and wonder what the hell's going on.
yeesh...
We live 'in' fear, not 'on' fear.
Unless you work as a teacher or for Hallmark ;)
i fear i cannot reveal that...hehe
jokes apart, your work is food for thought. much needed, i might add.
Thank you :)
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