How true,, how very very true, and excellently written.
thank you for sharing.
Regards Steve

In this moment in time I spend giving praise for your poem. May your hourglass of life be filled with blessings and love that only the Lord can provide.

Amen!

YOU HIT IT ON THE HEAD, ANNABEL. TRULY...IT IS ONLY WHEN ONE IS BLESSED ENOUGH TO REACH 'THE GOLDEN SIDE' THAT WE REALIZE LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL AND WOULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH MORE SO BEFORE, IF WE HAD EVEN 'HALF' OF THE WISDOM THEN, THAT WE HAVE TODAY. A SPLENDID WORK -SO ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Well written poem, Annabel

Ya,,, clarity... Maybe??? Not sure that would have been my word, but for some reason it seems like I have a lot more to say than time will allow. Then again maybe not. It does feel like I'm gaining..... who's to say.

No matter what, it always refreshes me when I read great lines like these.

Well said, Anna. Thanks, Dick

Inspirational insight well penned through eyes of wisdom..

Be always safe,
Karen

Clarity yes & pain in places I never knew I had...;-) ed

This is a wonderful gem.
I happily relate through the wonder of it all.
John

This is marvelous insight into the human condition, Anna, just irresistible!
Blessings, xx
Christine

I found Jesus in my late years. What I did when I was young was nothing. A very wise writing, Annabel.
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony

Ah, you have put into words perfectly how I at least feel. Wonderful job you've done here, and expressed something I haven't had the courage to do, but now can because you have given me literary permission. (smile)

So very true Anna, the mistakes we made along the way may have been necessary for us to learn and move ahead with our lifes but still we reflect and only as we get older can we often see the error of our ways.
fee

I was once asked when do we start aging, my answer was, the day we were born. A fantastic write as usual Annabel.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Wisdom in your words Anna, we are never too old to keep living life and age with grace..beautiful poem~
Blessings,
Christine

Clarity, yes, to a point growing older, or old, certainly does separate what once was thought of as important to what is truly important. When words came easily to me, words now so often flash into my mind, then move someplace within the spherical fringe of my mind until, when I am no longer trying to think of the word, it surfaces again but if I do not capture it at that moment, the word floats away once again.
Very good and wise words here, my far northern friend.
Your southern friend; Mark

And you finally understand
Exactly what it means
To live each moment to it’s fullest!

How so very true.

This is beautiful, Anna. In my case the older I get the more questions I have. It seems I haven't learned a damn thing.