One or two in my twenties
No one will notice, in the back, barely visible to most
No bother, so few to cause such a worry
I easily ignore them.
Noticeable changes in my early thirties
Salt and pepper is the rage, some even pay for this look
No bother, everybody has a few
I claim them as my heritage.
The end of that decade draws near
Every morning there is another and another, everyone will know
Much bother, doom and gloom ensue, how can this happen
I am much too young.
The forties come storming in
Leaving a wake of evidence that mid-life is eminent
No bother, I wear them as a badge of honor
I deserve every one.
This decade decides to shake things up
More, many more join the party on my noggin
No bother, some days the mirror is my friend when it hides the proof
I take note on other days when every one apparent.
Tomorrow Iíll be forty seven
Curly gray ringlets frame my face
No bother, I have decided to wear my halo
I see it as a sign that my time is near.
Soon, if God wills, Iíll be approaching the half way point
Each day, my badge reminds me that the day of all days is near
No bother, I want to go home, Iím willing when He is ready
I look forward to seeing God, and to see how he sees me.
If more decades He allows
Oh the changes I will see, sixties, seventies, eighties, nineties
No bother, a ripe old age is in the cards
I want to wear it well.
Will He see the wild and rampant twenty-year-old
Please, forget the thirties and the forties not so hot
No bother, for the future, for surely only He knows
I want to claim my silver halo and find my peace in Him.
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