Older Than I Remember
Older Than I Remember
Things have not gone,
the way that you believe they should.
I have not said a thing.
Things are not what they need to be,
but that does not matter.
I will stand beside you forever.
Getting old, life happens.
Being young was easy.
Now everything must be;
measured, counted, poked, prodded,
cut, snipped, or looked at.
Vampires are fed often,
the amount of blood requested,
on any given trip,
gallons.
Cancer, prostate,
high blood pressure,
or worse.
Nitrous…
Headaches, depression,
brought on by too many
visits to too many places,
you were never supposed to go
if and or unless…
you were dragged.
It is hard to remember,
When we danced all night.
Now we take turns on the walker.
Now we have a plate on the car.
You are still everything to me.
I know we are not the same,
But I believe we are better.
I would not change a day…
a moment, an instance,
from here to there,
for anything else.
The word my heart speaks,
out loud to my soul,
not in a whisper,
but in prayer,
to my God…
humbly,
thanks.
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