When We Are Old

When we are  old and everything hurts,

When memories are gifts, but some come in spurts. 

When set in our ways, we come very rigid,

And no matter the month, we always feel frigid. 

When life presents challenge and we’re left behind,

Our gumption, our courage,  we always can find. 

And when comes the time we lay weary and worn,

Let our hearts know love’s there, constant and sworn. 

From younger days…


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