Age is Just A Number,
But Memories Are Forever
By: Felix L. Perry
The lady on the bus and I
Started to talk to pass the time away
She said you know son I’m almost seventy
My, my how time does slip away
I raised a good family with my husband
Next week will be our anniversary
Thirty years of sweet true love together
I’m thankful for each happy memory
Oh we had our share of bad times too
Sickness, death and even poverty for sure
We always held onto each other though
Side by side we stood and tried once more
Now the years and my age are catching up
Son, do not think I am trying to be clever
But you hold onto good and bad real tight
Age is just a number but memories are forever
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and it is truly but a number.....
Shado
YES!!! Age is just a number but memories are forever. Some we wish we could erase but many sustain us in those last years. A truly inspired write.
Chanti
And then we get to recall them, on demand.
Beautiful choice of words and visions here Felix.
Lisa
insightfully well penned!
Felix, this is a wonderful poem
I keep trying to convince myself as the numbers rise.
that's just me,. I've seen many others older still
feeling and looking ten years younger than I am.
great piece and subject too.
Peace
Rich Criso Suarez
I can relate.
moments, both good and bad,that's what life is made up of.
Wonderful Felix
Lots of wisdom delivered here Felix
Peter
Well written, isn't it so strange though, as we "mature" we like to fool ourselves and think of them as only "numbers" ;) how long can we fool ourselves? :(
warm hugs
Elga
Love Tinka