The bottoms of my feet are
Well-traveled, rough and callous,
But adventure still awaits me.
Regardless of arthritic hands with
Rings too tight to wear,
I welcome my grandchildren with tight hugs.
Forgetting more, remembering less,
My tired mind, saturated by a lifetime
Still has room to absorb the beauty of the day.
Heart broken by youthful dreams,
Healed by wisdom, contented through faith,
I do not wane in giving and wanting love.
You see an aged woman,
Old by visual standards.
Look deeper; youth birthed from this same spirit.
At times you ignore me, but
Never underestimate my strength,
My smile, my decision to remain with purpose.
Okay, for now, my observer…
Come closer, feel my breath upon your thoughts.
At last, you know my soul has been dancing all the while. |
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♥Don't ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive♥
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