Treasure Island

louis rams

(09/13/1943 / new york city)

Afraid Of Getting Old?


(6/1/13)
We are all getting old it doesn’t
Matter what you’ve been told
You go from your childhood to your teen years
But you’re young and you have no fears.
Now that the teen years have come and gone
And to your teen years, you’re trying hold on.

What will happen when you’ve gotten older?
And your thoughts have gotten colder, and
Your movements have slowed down
As you turn and look around.
When your hair may turn grey or it starts to thin
Then you realize that you can’t win.

Age is coming up mighty fast. As you kick
Yourself in the ass.
Your youth like the weather tends to change
And you are never the same.
You started off like a cool gentle breeze
So refreshing to feel, and with
Your spirit you could heal.

Now you’ve become like the torrential rains
That comes from the skies.
Your tears are the raindrops that sink into the ground
But without ever making a sound.

Because you get older does not mean
That your spirit on fire no longer burns
It has just become amber of light
Waiting to ignite.

Just blow on that ember and watch the flame start to rise
As it shoots up and touches the sky.
That flame is the same that you had in your youth
And when you feel it that’s the proof.

ENJOY LIFE

Submitted: Saturday, June 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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  • Patricia Grantham (7/29/2013 7:18:00 AM)

    Growing old gracefully is one of the hardest things for an individual to do.
    TV ads and other social media are always trying to sell their products and books that
    promotes youth and vitality. Some of them are valid but the majority of them are
    fraudulent. The spark can be kept alive by doing things that would benefit mankind
    and enjoying your life to the fullest. You're never to old to learn and experience new things
    in life. Very inspiring. (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (6/17/2013 12:28:00 PM)

    Good poem, but I think you mean ember. Amber is a mineral while ember is a smoldering charcoal. Read mine - Rain -
    Adeline (Report) Reply

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