Brenda Rose Poet Rhyme

One Day

One day you'll know
What it's like to be old
Seeking the warmth
And resisting the cold
Awaiting that visit
For Love ones to hold
Willing to bend
And easily to fold

Awaiting a listener
To hear stories unfold
Not having the courage
To stand and be bold

When treated with honour
Or possible gold
Their Love won't shatter
It'll always unfold

Since Time can't be Bought
And Time won't be Sold
It'll be Time One Day
To play their role

Brenda Elizabeth Rose

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Gwen Benita Mason Gibbs September 6, 2015 at 9:11 AM Amen to that, nicely written poem

Pandita Sietesantos September 6, 2015 at 9:05 AM Hi Brenda, your words ring with so much truth! I have been reflecting on this issue a lot recently as I care for my elderly mother and these are some of the real fears about the inevitablility of aging and getting old! Provocative piece, excellently written. A-7! Warmest regards. Pandita