Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Life is but a cycle every so many years
Starting out as infants without a care in the world.
Then came childhood with its innocence and grace.
The teen years brought rebellion, a life without fear
and acne on your face.
Involved with becoming our own
We could not wait for the years to go on.
Then came twenties,college,fun times,parties and all
Followed by a time to settle down,raise a family and
set an example for your own.
The thirties flew by,with no time to spare
So much to do,no time to prepare.
The forties were upon me without a thought.
Filled with obligations and worries
with no time for self doubt.
Then I got sick,life almost came to a stop
The years have gone by I sure missed a lot.
The children have grown,have a life of their own
"J" still beside me weathering the storm.
Hopefully the next cycle will bring a new life
So we can travel,go to the movies and do all the things
we have put on a shelf.
each day brings renewed hope, even though I miss the early years a lot.