Old age,
is a blessings, a gift
the rite of passage
before moving cross bridge
to return home.

Old age is to be celebrated,
honored by young,
and appreciated by family members.

so what
if one moves slower,
does less in day, or
can't remember.

Sacred, is the older population  
that we ALL can learn from.
Learn to be humble, open to compassion
slow down,
and move in gratitude for morning light.

Glass I raise,
as I bow down to those born before me.
Move with awe to open ears for stories they tell.
And dance to morning birds song to celebrate my own birthday,
as I welcome in another number to embrace social security.