Visited with my wonderful Aunt Ruth yesterday.....which prompted me to republish this post. For those of us who are in the Autumn or Winter of our lives....introspection seems to always rear its head. Here is mine.
When we travel this beautiful country....we meet many people our age, and much older; reflecting on these memories prompted me to write this.
When we travel this beautiful country....we meet many people our age, and much older; reflecting on these memories prompted me to write this.
When did this happen...this growing old?
Seventy fast approaches, young sprites please take heed
My young woman inside is still jaunty.....behind eyes that sparkle when she looks in the mirror
When did this happen...this growing old?
I view the world with a twenty year old heart
Hope and passion still afresh
Yet cataracts are growing now..dimming glorious sunsets and sparkling lights
When did this happen...this growing old?
My youthful body has departed now
Replaced by one I seldom recognize
Yet spunk and vigor still reside here
When did this happen...this growing old?
And yet as I view my life ahead
With roads more curved than straight
I believe that age matters not one wit
My soul still sings it's song
When did this happen...this growing old?
As my soul's song fades to a simple hum
And my heart no longer beats
My mind's eye will keep repeating this question
When did this happen...this growing old?
Dear friends....I am so pleased you are following my journey.
Hugs,
Jo
How beautiful and how true. I look in the mirror and really and truly cannot believe I've gotten so old when only yesterday I was only 25.
ReplyDeleteHa, 65 is fast approaching for me as well. And the closer it gets, the faster time seems to be flying by.
ReplyDeleteMary
Jo, this is so true and you know what my grandmother once told me the same thing.
ReplyDeleteSmiles,Dottie
This post sure resonates with what I've been experiencing the past couple of years. I feel young inside but....heck....when DID this aging happen??!
ReplyDeleteI will be 60 this Fall & I too feel like only yesterday my children were babies & I was a young wife. Now my children are in their 40's...
ReplyDeleteLovely post!
Marilyn
Lovely thoughts Jo! I look at my teenage son and all the changes in him and wonder how that happened! When did he get so much hair on his legs? Time sure flies! Enjoy your journey. Tammy
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Jo, this post is so very true! Beautiful thoughts from a beautiful soul! ~Hugs, Mitzi
ReplyDeleteWonderful post Jo, although 50 isn't quite 65, I will be 50 this upcoming week, and feel exactly as you descibe in this post! I still look out the same eyes with childlike wonder at times, but when I see myself in the mirror..it is no longer that young girls face looking back! Hope you are having a great summer, and thouroughly enjoy every day of 65! xoxo Christel
ReplyDeleteWell now, 65 is fast approaching me, as well. September. Tremendous poem. Thank you for sharing, thank you for stopping in, as you can.
ReplyDeleteMy Dad who left us this Spring at the age of 92 said , it was no fun growing old and I disagreed and told him he'd had 90 years of good times and it was the failure of the body that was no fun. Life does run out so quick and it's good to spend time thinking on it. My Dad was young in mind and would be making me laugh if he were here today.
ReplyDeleteOh dearest Jo,
ReplyDeleteI am 53 and I feel like 25 but when I keep getting mail from AARP, I ask the same questions!!!!!
THANK YOU FOR VISITING and I hope that I can accomplish my writing goal:
TO MOVE MY READERS.
Blessings, Anita
Hi Jo,
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post.. I don't feel any older, I belive we are all young at heart.. Love, Imagination and magic! That will keep anyone young..
Thank you so much for visiting and your kind words.. I am so sorry I am just now getting back to you.
Have a wonderful weekend
Blessings,
Penny
Jo, you have such a gift with poetic prose. Your words touch me deeply with both their beauty and truth. I am so glad you are able to have this wonderful journey and still think of us along the way. May your muse always live in your heart, dear friend.
ReplyDeleteAh Jo this is a lovely post! I too have asked this question a lot in the last few years.
ReplyDeleteI just wish that I would of been the me I am now when I was in my 30's. Life is just too short.
Glad you are traveling and enjoying yours.
I am looking forward to being retired one day and going across country.
Love ya
Maggie
Lovely post. I'm now 66 years young, 70 will be here before I know it. My mind thinks I'm much younger, but my body and the mirror tell me differently.
ReplyDeleteFlowerLady
Just wanted to drop by to tell you how much I appreciated your kind words regarding the death of my mom. Thank you so much for being my friend.
ReplyDeleteMary