when the music fades...

i am scrawny, thin
and bony now
my hair is gray

i am frail
and weak
my eyes
are dim

i am all wrinkles
i stoop, wobble
and walks with
a cane

i'm old, spent
my memory
is like that
flickering light
of a firefly
in July

it comes
and goes
it fails me
more often
than day
and night

i'm old
no longer young
like you
i'm old but why
do i get to
be despised by you

i am your grandmother
i am your grandfather
that brought your
mom or dad to you
i am old
but as the years
roll by
you will be
like me
take note :)

unless you'll die young
you'll be as old as me
it's a trap no escape
to this nature
for this is what God
has made
us ALL

so please
don't close
your eyes
be kind
accepting
and respectful
for you'll need these
when the time comes
that you'll
also
be
that old :)

how true that even when you're young there is a time that you are losing it...your mojo is on the go as they call it and you can't seem to regain it even how hard you try...inspirations are as scarce as the rain on a desert that you have to wait for another time another day to reinvigorate and hopefully your old self will be back again...but no worries, life is like a wheel, it turns and spins. today it's nothing but tomorrow will be something else...so keep going :)