Aging

As the fog shrouds everything with damp Settles into the eaves Nature huddles in dens and nests Droplets cling to all leaves Foggy now in the thought process Pathways slow just a bit Not happy about this aging What's the future in it?

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/2/2014 9:50:00 PM

oh yes,lady, I HEAR you on this one.Starting to feel it more than I want to. Good one.

Jerry T Curtis

Date: 8/2/2014 7:32:00 AM

Keep writing Sara, it helps to keep the pathways open and as far as the Future goes, it's a lie, all we ever have is Now.

Robert Nehls

Date: 8/1/2014 6:49:00 PM

Wonderful little poem, Sara. We can not really be sure about the future in it, especially the physical part. But, beyond that we can only pray the God reaches out to guide us into the life beyond. Lovely poem, my friend..... Robert.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 8/1/2014 7:49:00 AM

Wonderful write Sara! I think thought process gets clearer wid wisdom of ageing unless some disease takes over ,, enjoyed read,, thnx for sharing!

Jan Allison

Date: 8/1/2014 7:41:00 AM

My mum has dementia so I can relate to this write and will now forever see her memory as being 'foggy and misty' Great write! Hugs Jan xxx