The Prize of Age

Wide road seemed too narrow for both, Two frail humans taking sweet time Man and woman, hands clasped tightly As if afraid of losing each other On a stroll to appreciate life's outcome And earth's contagious beauty and zest As seen reflected in their wrinkled eyes Together everyday until age came along. Seemingly oblivious to scanty crowd, Who gazed at them in admiration Wondering how they managed this long Love could be felt radiating in them They suddenly perceived unwitting stares Wishing such wisdom could be passed To all youths in today's world Who fail to fathom beauty of aged love. They allow fear of ageing grip so strong, Failing to understand benefits it brings But lose time worrying for a future Which would still be reached eventually Because life itself passes by swiftly And with age, clarity persists with Overall confidence of being secure Satisfied with fulfilled wants and needs. Inspiring interests and knowledge, That grows as generations are born And ways in which empathy and passion To an extent becomes you with time In a way, if only they could envision it Becoming advanced was indeed a blessing And each day's fight to stay young forever Would in time become a myth. As painted pictures do fade, So would all disappear with time As paths of everyone is diverged Struggle to achieve not to obscure purpose Indecisiveness would be seen as minimal Then comes a time when age beckons A place to abide with loved ones Would be the most prized gift of all. Date: 7/31/2021 Contest Name:Finding Your Muse Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh