Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

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 August 2, 2014 at 9:50 PM oh yes,lady, I HEAR you on this one.Starting to feel it more than I want to. Good one.

Jerry T Curtis August 2, 2014 at 7:32 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 August 1, 2014 at 6:49 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 August 1, 2014 at 7:49 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 August 1, 2014 at 7:41 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