As time goes by and we grow old
Mother Nature is exceedingly kind.
She wraps us lovingly in oblivion
As we withdraw into our mind.
The great glory of youth gradually fades away
As Death’s cold hand draws inexorably nearer.
Finally, our health and vigor begin to diminish
‘Til we don’t recognize ourselves in the mirror.
But then we begin to lose our vision as well
And every year, we need thicker eyeglasses
Until we can’t see anything and no longer care
How badly Father Time has kicked our asses.
Of course, the public at large can still see us
And they’ll say, “Wow, look at that old cuss.”
But we’ll be completely deaf by then, too,
So their insults will have no effect on us.
Finally, our heads become our own private universe
Full of thoughts and memories just floating around
Freed from the chains fastened so tightly to flesh;
Chains that tethered our young souls to the ground.
The chains are called Beauty and Handsomeness.
They’re fired by Ego, which thrives on consumption.
A blessing and a curse, they usually must be taken
Before one can mature with character and gumption.
It is said that youth is wasted on the young
And though the young may not think it fair,
It’s true – most must usually sacrifice much
Before they earn the freedom not to care.
Eternal youth has been sought by many.
But has any soul ever found it? Never!
Time will wilt and yellow every bloom.
To seek internal youth is far more clever.
Awake! You need not wait until you’re old!
The keys to the kingdom can be yours today
If you can see past the skin to the soul within
Before all you think you are is swept away.
Adding your comment:
Your writings are always so wise with such deep morals. I admire you more than words can say. You are TRULY my hero 
Love you 
Sara 
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