On the Growth of Grandparents

You are a gentle soul with softest voice
a slowing pace, eyes a fading blue,
slight unsteady hand, gently aging face-
where the beauty of your life is defined,
etched in those lines, proudly boasting
experience and the earned wisdom
of a life designed to be fully unwound
over its years bound to its earthly form.
Do not fret these physical signs of age
for they trace this journey you made
full of unplanned steps, excited breaths,
and they secure every joyous memory
made in a full life lived like it would not last.


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