Poem about my kids.

What will happen if you turned 90?

About things I used to do with my time.

I guess it would be worse to feel old on the inside when one is young.

Love fades, lovers age.

We are as young as we feel! Too bad it doesn’t last long.

A poem about a mother and wife who maintained her dignity against time.

Do not be afraid of growing old.

What does the passing of time mean to you?

Learn From The Older Ones.