Monday, January 2, 2017

grew old...letter to the young

all of us
but once were
ran and kept going
all about fun.
did not listen to
that we were told
by those we simply
considered old,
the words from their
hearts and mouths
to deaf ears fell.
we thought we knew
it all too well.
now years and days
your words have faded,
or heard, too late.
and ironing out the
you always knew
that one day we
be old like you.

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.