Some days
01.15.06 (12:30 pm) [edit]Some days I feel my age,
Tired, not wanting to do much
A place where even thinking,
Pondering can be a chore.
Seeing things muted
Or even opaque……
But only for a time;
The color returns
Life goes on
And I again for awhile
Feel young once more
In spite of my age
And what the mirror tells me.
Truth be told,
I like being this age,
at this point of my life…..
I am more peaceful
Need less to occupy me,
Like the quiet,
And the alone time that I have;
With my energy now turned inward
Looking for the path
At times hidden,
That I have been on for so long.
Playing hide and seek
With God.
posted by: preceptlady (reply)
post date: 01.16.06 (4:42 pm)
You and me both, my friend.