Another spring, but we will have less spring in our step as each year passes and we watch our loved ones wither and fall away. And we will fall in step, and fall behind them until we spring into our graves.
You might think that a depressing thought, but what I mean to say is.....enjoy today. Tell your loved ones how you feel.
For one day they will be memories to us and we will be a memory to someone else.
Great poem. Bittersweet, but full of beauty.
Wise words @jeezzle! Aging is so bittersweet. With each year that passes we're reminded of the fragility of life but the realization of that makes us want to extract more of the marrow out of each moment. That quote, "Youth is wasted on the young." is true. If only I had the appreciation of time that I do now when I was twenty. Time seemed frivolous then. Thank you for the kind comment and for reading!