Age has taken the youth I remember
oh where has the time gone
I watch my son's chase down their's
fighting to wash faces and hands
don't forget behind the ears
it brings a smile to my face for at least a moment
I remember doing the same to them
I picked them up when they skinned their knees
just as you did me
I watched in the mirror as age replaced the smooth skin
with wrinkles upon my hands an face
that look in my eyes
I watched my children as they grew
one by one I watched as they left home
cringing as they made their mistakes
as I did mine
with these wrinkles a certain wisdom comes
those lines from laughter and worries
the lessons taught them were the lessons taught me
you have made them
who you made me
that makes you who you are to me
~ D Donner ~
i like your poems dude they
i like your poems dude they are encased and writen with real emotion, also thanks for keeping them simple and sweet.
Thank You ! I used to be
Thank You !
I used to be scared of letting people read the ramblings that clutter up My head .
Now I find it almost makes Me all warm an fuzzy inside . When I find People actually likes it lol
again many thanks !
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
I Shall
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