Boston Cemetery, Winter 2018
How do you feel about old?
Old tells stories
Old remembers
Old has lived
being old is blessed
How do you feel about wrinkles?
Wrinkles are my story
They map my journey
They show where I laughed
also my heart sorrows
How do you feel about death?
Life is ephemeral
Death is patient
Sand in an hourglass
while heaven waits
© 2018-2019 – Donna Matthews
Hey y’all, thanks for visiting the Go Dog Go Cafe and I hope you enjoyed reading today’s selection. I am Donna Matthews, a born and bred Texan who can usually be found writing, painting, taking pictures, or traveling the world on foot. I’m all about love, people, sharing, and doing life together and would love to get to know you. I host two blogs…the first, The DJ Ranch, documents my personal adventures while the second, Slay The Chaos, focuses on mindsets, technology, productivity and organization. Come on over for a visit sometime 💙
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A neat and sympathetic expression of what I am experiencing. Thank you, Donna.
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If we are lucky, we GET to grow old, and as such, those storytelling wrinkles should be met with a curious and grateful attitude 💙💙
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Really a great poem, Donna! Especially loved the ending!!
xoxo
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Thanks xoxo
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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