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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There are wrinkles Now, lines erasing a past Where the fine contours of her face Were drawn, in color Crisp, clean lineages from Time echoing hope, Soothing away the fragments Reality connecting the dots, Gentling the descent From her youth to the present Moment, old age – drinking Up most of her dreams, Yet, she remains, ever graceful Stroking the peace, the Prayers and praise, psalms Poetry in the flames of darkness Where she will never know Those dimples creasing her skin, The loose curls, gray like Skies who have only the rainbow To show that there is still life Behind the grumbling gloom, dreary Drab and deafeningly grim, Ancient, some would think of her – Yet I know she is merely Aged, like fine wine or music A classic, timeless – journeying Through her life, on the heals of forever Enchanted by the moon, the sun, The healing stardust laughter, Colorless as the past, but her memories Have never aged with her hair – She still sees vibrant shades of red, Deepest sapphire and purples Boastful of their place in her heart, In her dreams where I see She still imagines and believes She still knows the meaning of reflection Impulse gives her a measure Only a degree of enthusiasm, eager To know what it is to be old, Without seeing, in the mirror, her Former self – without the pieces Measured out, a teaspoon of doubt A cup of peace and a spoonful of yearning Blended all together With her history, melted On the burner of loyalty to love Love that has been her one chance To know what it is to age Without aging, without seeing The crumpled paper of her last dream, Wrinkly as the skin around her Once twinkly blue eyes, Now furrowed evidence of a past Who doesn’t haunt her so Much as it taunts her with its reflections, Its light casting shadows In every direction, silhouettes Herself in the years gone, flashes Hesitating with urgency, Former moments, memories Floating up through the crevices Of her heart, as it aches For the days when she didn’t know The golden years aren’t truly gold – Gold was never what she sought… Instead, they hold the secret of her heart – The memento of a love – a fire That never burns out – it is her desire To fill her moments with the warmth From that never ending flame, The same one that gave her life Its inspiration, passion – vibrancy The flames that burn for the One Who casts every doubt into outer darkness A darkness where fear calls her name, But, in silence… she reaches into the flames Where His presence, His light, forever Remains, calming her fears, wiping away Every tear and assuring her heavy heart That, forever, there will be unspeakable joy – Because, in spite of every doubt… She loved her way out of the clouds!
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