Let’s Celebrate

You will get old someday my dear,
if you live long enough.

You will wrinkle up and shrink down.
Your lovely silken hair will become dry
and coarse and your eyes will dim
and your graceful strides will shorten
and hesitate, unless you die young,
which you must not do!

And I will be there beside you and
I will take your hand and I will walk
with you through time and trouble
and depletion. And I will steady you.
Or will you me?

And yet, should we arrive near the end
together, we will have been blessed by
the depth and wholeness of our journey!

The apparent dimness in our eyes and
the slowness of our movements will belie
the laughter in our hearts and the joy
in our souls.

Let’s celebrate!