My looks are nothing special,
My face reveals my age,
My body shows some wear and tear,
And my energy's not the same.
Too often my memory fails me,
And I lose things all the time.
One minute I know what I plan to do,
And the next it may just slip my mind.
I try hard to avoid my mirror.
There are things I would rather not see,
And even those times when I just catch a glimpse,
I can no longer recognize me.
The things I used to do with ease
Can now cause aches and pains,
And the quality of the things I do
Will never be quite the same.
I always compare my older self
To those younger versions of me,
And I know I'm wasting too much time
Missing who I used to be.
But the thing that really makes me sad
Is despite what people see,
Underneath my tattered, worn out shell,
I'm still the same old me.
My heart can still feel endless love,
And at times it still can ache.
My heart can fill with so much joy,
And then it can suddenly break.
My soul can still feel sympathy
And longs for forgiveness and peace,
And there are times its light shines boldly through,
And times when it longs for release.
It's true, maybe now that I'm older,
Feeling lonely may be status quo,
But it also has made me more willing
To forgive and let past conflicts go.
So maybe to some I look ugly and old,
A person who barely exists.
I'm still quite aware of the beauty inside,
And my value should not be dismissed.
So although not as strong and no beauty, it's true,
I'm still here and want so much to live,
And I know that there's no one in this world quite like me,
And no one who has more to give.
denverc
Thibodaux l a
Stav: je to složité
Zajímá mne: žena
Hledám: přátelství
Zodiac sign: Váhy
Narozeniny: 1956-09-30
připojena:
When you think your life is bad, Just remember someone out there is dating your ex !!!!!!!!!
I'M STILL HERE
THE BIGGEST LIE
Q. What is the biggest lie in the entire universe?
A. “I have read and agree to the Terms & Conditions.”
The Hearing Test:
Bill was concerned about his elderly wife’s hearing. So he decided to test it without telling her.
He went to the corner of the room about 15 feet away from her and said, “Honey can you hear me?“
There was no response.
So he went about 5 feet away from his wife and again said, “Honey can you hear me?“
Still he got no response.
So he leaned over the back of her chair and raised his voice, shouting in her ear, “HONEY CAN YOU HEAR ME?”
His wife put down her newspaper and turned towards him saying, “Bill, I said ‘Yes’ three times already!“
Moral of the Story: Don’t assume someone else is the source of a problem. It could be you who’s the problem.
