I am going to try and write some poetry from time to time. Enjoy. Or not.
The knees ache, the hips hurt
There’s pain in the thumbs when I grasp
The hair is no longer wavy, it’s waving
Goodbye
I’m a bit bigger and softer
Around the middle
They say I’m getting older
At times it feels that way
But I also feel younger
At times so alive!
I hear about the Restoration
I see it beginning
Learning to see the past
Adjusting to the present
Anticipating the future
Learning to trust
Accepting grace
Extending grace