The cool touch of time skims over my face.
Another year looks back in its place,
Tiny wrinkles begin at my eyes and my brow,
Signs of times passage. No escape will allow.
My babes are all grown. Men with their own families now.
Grandchildren come and go on their way,
Filling our lives with joy and laughter each day.
Time may be leaving its mark behind
But what gifts it has brought to this life of mine.
A love so true I am amazed by this gift.
My children safe and happy, what more could I wish?
So while I see wrinkles mar my once smooth, perfect skin.
I wouldn’t trade a moment of the time that I’ve been given.