Remembering the days of yesteryear,
Sleeping tenderly in my mind,
And all that once was,
Is slowly fading away.
Times used to be so playfull,
When once we were children.
But as age fixes onto me,
I seem to forget some of those joys.
Faces I used to know so well,
Seem to fade with each passing year.
Different faces have replaced those,
As my age advances on.
Things that used to be important then,
Seem so trivial to me now.
What used to make me angry,
Do not matter as much as it once did.
My life as a child was hard in some ways,
But as I grew older and wiser,
Things came into a better focus,
And I'm reconciled in the knowing.
Life may not be as I want,
But at least it's much easier now.
Not to say there aren't problems;
A person could not live without those.
I have nothing really to complain about,
Certainly not worthwhile anyway.
However "things" could be a little better,
If only certain "things" could be ironed.
Life may not be as I want,
But at least it's much easier now.
Not to say there aren't problems;
A person could not live without those.
I have nothing really to complain about,
Certainly not worthwhile anyway.
However "things" could be a little better,
If only certain "things" could be ironed.
At least my life is good now,
On the whole anyway.
God sometimes says "yes",
And that's the most important thing.
Even tho I'm growing old,
And wrinkles are sitting on my face,
I have a husband who loves me,
And a family who cares.
So even if I sometimes forget,
The long ago events of my life,
At least I have today,
And am looking forward to tomorrow.
by
Jann Newland
(copyright Feb. 19, 2003)
