cheryl davis miller
Age - Poem by cheryl davis miller
We were young and gave no thought to
anymore than today,
to life or death, sickness or health
we just lived, come what may.
Believed ourselves invincible
while in the blush of youth.
Until tomorrow ravaged us
with evidence and truth.
It's sudden that the signs appear
They come in from your blind side, just
Then as those before us, we must
except what fate demands.
To realize we all grow old
and trust we're in God's hands.
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