Poem -
Growing old
I am thirty eight .I thought I was thirty seven. We grow up to just grow old .I can't be the only one to get lost in time.
as I watch generations after me bloom into their prime,
I feel for gotten, obsolete, replaced .
Is this something only women go through.?
I look at my mother to see the winding down of her life's
cycle, to wonder how I will be feeling then. If I'm lucky this despair, it to shall pass. So beautiful you are, aging with grace. Not a wrinkle one I tell my mother is on her face, she smile's then remarks in time...
If only God knows
when its my time to be in her place. I to shall smile with grace.
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stacy, wonderful poem and growing old is a gift, like a badge of honor from God, i suppose, and thank you for keeping it real, respect. I like talking to my 'real old' friend, and hearing his complaints at 85 about being 'slow' physically, now... though he can still do 500 push ups, it may take hours, and he walks 5 miles almost every day, with no snow on the ground....I once told him that if I made it to 85 I would stand in front of a mirror every morning, naked, and laugh my 'arse' off knowing that I made it that far and the rest should be gravy, knock on wood, lol. Isn't perspective a wonderful thing though, I'm glad to be above the earth than below, with the chance to complain about getting old, lol....as you're still in your thirties, enjoy yourself, the 'wine' goes prime after thirty nine; not sure where I heard that, but I'm guessing from someone in their forties....enjoyed the poem, poet....such an interesting subject you picked; yes, no doubt, it can be tough getting old; your poem is 'real' and I like it, reads to me like a refreshing 'ode' to no more flowery, geriatric love musings that have nothing but fluff and narcissism...you have a terrific point of view; good 'strong' coffee...i enjoyed this greatly, cheers
I love your out look. But men they get older the find younger women. I don't know what it is about being a women and growing old. It is a feeling all of its own but I Do plan on growing old gracefully.
Thank you I've always been a sucker for the elderly. Growing up I had neighbors that were always a delight to be around they feed you and the story's they tell are one of kind somethings you can't even imagine and they've lived through it all. That's how I want to be .