Still Poem by Connie Webb

I’m accepting myself today
Even though I’m getting old
I can still move and sway
I can still be strong and bold.

Even though I’m getting old
What does it matter to me?
I can still be strong and bold
My voice still sings merrily.

What does it matter to me?
My love for life hasn’t gone away
My voice still sings merrily
I can still clasp my hands and pray.

My love for life hasn’t gone away
I can still move and sway
I can still clasp my hands and pray
I’m accepting myself today.