These cool mornings so crisp and fair
Await the Sun to warm the air.
Flowers that are still in the ground,
Stand there silently, with leaves shrunken down
And will bask in the Sun's rays
On these remarkable clear, sunny afternoon days.
No one likes the uncertainty,
Of aging, sometimes not gracefully.
As we age, I must confess
Emotions can become a real mess.
What to do when this happens to you?
Persevere, keep going. That's what we do.