Life moves along, 

in a way that we hardly notice.

The baby born one day,

is an adult with their own,

thoughts, challenging your,

certainties about life and love.

Grandchildren, growing into

themselves, a reflection of you,

even though you might not be ready.

Life, that great mystery,

of heartache and love,

of finding ones way in the midst,

of the confusion and pain.

The old man seeks to find,

refuge for those who follow,

knowing that nothing he does,

will ever save them from the reality,

of all that presses upon their lives.

Yet, try we must, to give our best,

to be open to the possibilities,

to be unafraid to venture again,

into that world where all is new,

and we find ourselves unsure,

yet willing to try, to live, to love.


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