GROWING OLDER
Take me by the hand
To where the highest hills
Look down on me
Bathed in purple sky
And the stars
Play hide and seek amongst the speckled night
Go with me
Along the naked paths
Which turn and weave
With twisted arms
and moving light
Make patterns on the once green fields of day
and grey silences of night
For I was young; but now am older
And within; my heart grows nearer to the shepherds fold
Feigning youth I mark my name; though
In the mirror a different tale;
My thoughts are still the same
So lead me now to the blue, blue sky
I am here and you are there
The legacy is now theirs to find
And I will leave for a different kind
jean lucy thompson
Sat 12th Nov 2016 22:42
its written with the description of someone who is reaching end of life and mentally preparing for the next :)