Understanding..

Dated: November 2008

Haggard eyes black ,
not so steel anymore
grouchy face, unwelcome lines,
wisdom and pain
Come with time.

no complaints my old lady
its not u but the years that have worn you grey
its not u but the tempest that has made you what you are today
not today not tomorrow but wait for your time in bliss
the colors of sweet release

but remember thy had a life that once lit ablaze
with sunshine, with stars as embellishment of joyous life
with your prime and beauty
that left no souvenirs
no marks no hue
nothing to look at

except for the memories
that make u yearn ...
to go back to the simple moments
that it all began


- dedicated to the old forest wood logger woman i once helped out when i was little.