Homeward Bound

Homeward Bound I didn’t know, for it didn’t show for so many years. The slowing steps, the memory gaps The creeping years gone by. Then one day, it came my way The mirror doesn’t lie It’s that woman whose wrinkles keep coming Asking where and when, and why. Memories fade, eyes become glazed Only secret thoughts remain When age overtakes us, and families forsake us, What is left to gain? Then bright lights meet us, and loving arms greet us, And then we are home again. ©Deborah Kelly July 15, 2013