2009. november 27., péntek

All are young inside















Behind the wrinkles
There is a soul like a sea
Thousands of stories to tell
A lot of heaven and some hell
Though walking sticks are clutched
Inside they are dancing
Though those hands sake....
This ain't the ending....

They hold a Bible close to their hearts...
The hope that we don't have to die...for ever

1 megjegyzés:

  1. Wow--I love how you've looked beyond the exterior and seen that there is so much more to older people than what shows. Great writing!

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