Aging with Grace

As years go by

I look back and sigh

Not for my hair which has now turned grey

But for what could have been done in a better way

Not for the eyes tipped with crow’s feet

But for those deadlines I didn’t meet

Not for the dry, sun tanned skin

But for those prizes I never did win

Not for slowed down hobbling gait

But for those I preferred not to wait

Not for the fingers frail and bent

But for those moments in vain I spent

Years gone by are never a waste

One life at a time I’m given to taste

If not now there is always the next

A wish, a hope, of being the best

Lifetime upon lifetime given to surmise

To become wise and break all ties.

Pepal Tree
16.05.2011