In Strength's Ageing Wane

In strengths aging wane As joints ache with creaking pain Lies a heart still and pensive Beneath hands folded restive And as thought ponders life Against a calendar of love and strife The eyes brim up with feelings weary As vision fades in eyes so teary But then as memory plays Sepia thoughts of olden days The heart smiles ever faintly On moments blessed and seconds saintly Of children playing loud Screaming pleasure laughing shout In back-yards’ blue splashed pools Before routine and time and class and schools But then as the memory embers fade To grey ash and pre-dusk shade The warmth of love still remains The soothe the heart and aches and pains