and the birthday cake of yesterday.......

will still be rich with 'red velvet' and cream.....
as we 'smooth' the wrinkles on the
paperwhite faces of
those whom we have loved
for as long as we can remember...
time has moved their countenance into 'the now'.....
as we attempt, with 'futility',
to find the youth
that we choose to EVER 'see'
as we gaze upon them.....
how did the people, en masse,
arrive at this juncture??
painful and audacious to see them
descending the
'autumn staircase' of lifes seasonal bewilderment.....
and yet....
we are grateful....
not in a corny, superficially 'yogic' way...
we are filled with completion...
for the enormous sacrifice that we have made,
in order to house them accordingly....
with dignity and 'grace'.....
as that bandit, known as 'time' continues
to sweep the streets of our hearts...
in order to 'make room' for the next snow....
and so it goes..