Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Old Lady

I've watched the old lady over the years,
where she was once young, stood proud and tall,
she now walks stooped over,
as if the weight of the world is on her shoulders.

The hair is gray, the skin is wrinkled,
the twinkle in her eyes has diminished.
Life has taken its toll on her
and dreams she once had are gone,
replaced by the realities of life.

There are aches and pains that come with age,
yet she never gives up.
Each day is a struggle now,
but she gives thanks to God
for another day on His earth.

Her mind and memory haven't suffered,
still as sharp and clear as ever.
It is difficult for her to accept physical limitations,
because she finally has to acknowledge,
she can no longer do the things she once did.

She is a survivor and I know her well.
You see, I only have to look in the
mirror to know, the old lady is me.

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