Wisdom and Aging
Brittle bones and silvered hair,
Display time’s imprints of life and wear.
Knowledge accrued, from life sublime,
Instilled wisdoms from remnants of time.
The heart’s handbag, complete with joy and scar,
Becomes a placeholder for love present and far.
Compassion still with us, tucked in our heart,
Memories we carry, some banished, some marred.
Does satisfaction of the past emanate without ruin,
Or sporting frown lines from hurtful wounds?
Roads we’ve travelled become etched in our mark,
How well we’ll be remembered, when our souls have gone dark.
© D.G. Kaye – 2013