Tag: growing old

• Nothing To Lose

  For as we age Our faces fold in upon themselves The maps of all our days emerge In laugh-lines, in worry-warts In fingers grown like twigs on a forest floor Beginnings mete out endings Relations fall from edges of our earths White-salted seas encroach once-growing green But all in all, I would not have it […]

  cborsello

  November 12, 2017

  Poems

  aging, eternity, gray-haired, growing old, Muse, poems on aging, returning to God, senior citizens, wrinkles