Growing Old With Pride

by Ann Stareyes   Aug 6, 2005


I guess you can say we still got spunk
Even though we're growing old and gray
The wrinkles are beginning
As we age every day.

Our youth is slowly disappearing
Our beauty fading each day
Age is truly slipping up on us
The years are flying away.

Our bodies are a little tattered
Our movement not as quick
The aches come a little more often
And our minds not as slick.

But we're still young at heart
Loving each other still the same
Now as we grow old together
We don't have any shame.

Being young doesn't last for-ever
Growing old truly is part of life
We'll now walk every step with pride
Until God grants us... our stripes.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Steven Beesley

    Damm, I can feel everytrhing said, word for word. I can only think of one word - "Awesome", I really loved it!

    Warmest regards,

    Steve

  • 18 years ago

    by Carlee Ann

    "Our beauty fading each day"

    You are beautiful, Ann, all of you ladies are. And to me, as you get wiser and older, you grow more beautiful. You obviously have a beautiful soul and a heart to match. This was awesome, loved it!
    Car

  • 18 years ago

    by Brookeღ

    So true! I hate to think about getting old even though it's reality. Everything you mentioned is so true, I am with you we are still young at heart. I still feel like a teenager LOL. Take Care! Brooke~

  • 18 years ago

    by Angie

    Oh how wonderful this write is and how true too, I know what you're talking about.......... great job Ann.

    Smiles, Hugs and Love, Angela

  • 18 years ago

    by JJ

    what profound words! the last part is so true. Beautiful job!

    Keep up the good work
    JJ

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