Web Of Age Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Time has come when webs of age
wrap me in their silken threads
chilly like the morning dew
hair transformed to winter snow

Time was when I gave no thought
that fair Spring would cease to spring
never knew that just like trees
branches break and often freeze

Time for me to think about
whom I've loved and whom I lost
in my days on earthly soil
whom I hurt and what I spoiled

It's a time of reckoning
even though my eyes grow dim
and my mind gets hazy now
still the truth shines through somehow

Much has been to my regret
spilled the precious gems of friends
yet as webs of age close in
I must also seek within

Surely there have been some days
when I trusted and believed
gave my heart without a fear
truly loved and held some dear

Though my visage may look grim
still a blossom thrives within
and I'm glad to have been blessed
with each day of toil and rest

None can know the balances
when the final scales are weighed
So I seek this day to find
chances to be good and kind

Time has come when webs of age
wrap me in their silken threads
chilly like the morning dew
hair transformed to winter snow.