Betty Janko Poet Rhyme

When I Was Young and Fair of Face

When I was young and fair of face
My legs were strong; boy I could race!
My mind was quick, could answer fast
I thought this stage would always last!

I lived each day, as I stood tall
I’d always run, would never fall.
Then skin grew thin; began to cry
What happened here? Oh why, Oh why?

I struggle now to see my face
My legs now weak, no longer race.
My mind is slow, no longer fast
As years went by, it could not last.

Now live each day; no longer tall
Sometimes I win, sometimes I fall.
I find great joy and seldom cry
‘Cus I’m alive, and this is why...

By accepting my place in time,
Altho’ it seems an uphill climb,
This moment's all that’s given me
I’m happy to just live, and be!

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Daniel Turner August 17, 2016 at 12:11 PM Betty, this is such a beautiful poem. I can relate on so many levels. To celebrate just being alive with the wisdom of that value. I was attracted to the title and was not disappointed.