Aging

Blink and I miss you
but your passage is clear
each line you leave behind
draws me to a fate so near

Then I turn and I see you
Light strand about my face
Mixed in with bright blessed colors
You have found a brand new place

Stretching I reach for you
to take the pain away
yet I move, back and forth
Happy to meet new days

And I walk on, ignoring time
But you never ignore us
Your physical marks leave an impression
Yet wisdom is your blessed touch
 

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