Older (poem)

Older is a special thing

A song few ever get to sing.

Wiser and more pronounced

Maybe a little less likely to bounce

But still great quality

Great fortitude and intuition of reality.

Older is a privilege

Saving grace on life’s unpredictable bridge

Nothing is taken for granted

You can stay still, you’ve long since been planted.

Older is nice and calmer

Then when you had to be a charmer

People respect your mind

Even though you feel you are going blind.

It is both a time to rest

And to leave behind your best.

The ones who love you, have shown themselves to be true.

The ones who haven’t won’t ever come to.

Older

MwsR❤️