Gray Hairs Poem by Naida Nepascua Supnet

like this one. living it

a charismatic and charming poem.... alas we all grow old... butonly a few experience love right to the end

Hello, to age as we must - a privilege not enjoyed by many... cheers ... let me share this: The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain hovering over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves. I am one of those who remembers those places regardless of distance or time. Khalil Gibran

I have very little hair anymore but what is left is grey so I can relate to this! !

So glad to see someone interested in the proper rules of Haiku. The Haiku, since it is from the Japanese was written in breaths. In English it is written in syllables. The three lines are as follows: 5,7,5 syllables. Rules include: no personal pronouns and it must include a season no matter how disguised. Adeline

So wonderfully described and given such high regard as it deserves (grey hairs) And I love the way you bring the togetherness, the sharing with your husband... Just a truly deserving applause to you for it......... Jim Troy

I'm still wondering will I do when I'm already grey haired. Perhaps, find my Creator day and night then teach my grandchildren about loving Him. Great poem, sister!