When your hair shines like a silver coin
and your age is no longer twenty-one,
when your only hope is simply to remember
and not merely to follow the sun,
will you be grateful for the morning light
when your body has broken in diverse ways
or will you fear the changes fallen upon you
and dread the time in your days?
Lauren Scott © 2015
37 thoughts on “A Knock on Your Door”
I’ll still be 21 🙂 Awesome poem Lauren!
I will be, too, Scott; young at heart is the only option! 🙂 Thanks so much and have a great Monday!
In all practicality we all fear the changes age brings, but accepting those changes with grace so our insecurities do not make other lives uncomfortable should be the goal of all of us.
I know it’s my goal, Ian, and I’ll always stay young at heart, too! Thanks for your comment of truth and have a good start to your week!
Lauren, I love the notion of the time in days.
As for the question in the poem, I would like to think that I could follow in my late mother’s footsteps and remain able to see hope right to the bitter end. In spite of being totally dependant physically, she had a wondrous ability to see beauty in nature – cloud formations, the stars and, of course, being with people she loved.
Thanks, Jean! I would imagine days can become longer when our bodies don’t work as they used to, which is reason to think about how we’d react…only knowing you from blogville, I can see you definitely following in your mom’s footsteps…Optimism and beauty surrounding you are too vital to bid them adeu and I hope I will do the same. I feel staying young at heart will always be inside of me…
I would have thought the same as you, Lauren, until I witnessed my mother’s approach and it almost beyond belief.
Then she has set a wonderful example. 🙂
I wish you a wonderful new week
Thanks, Marko, and I wish you the same!
Lovely poem Lauren which creates a pause for thought. I would like to think I’d make the most of every moment. I certainly think and feel more this way since MS came on the scene 😊❤️ Xx
Thanks, Chris, these are thoughts that I think of often enough as the years pass by. As I’ve replied to the other comments, I’ll always remain young at heart, no matter what, but I hope my optimism and attitude stays afloat when they’re needed even more for support.
You are an inspiration to many and we should follow suit to how you handle MS, not only if something like that enters our lives but in everyday living. Little things can be made bigger if our attitudes aren’t positive. Anyway, I know I appreciate your inspiration. Sending hugs! xo ♥
Thank you 😊❤️ Xxx
Our bodies always betray us in the end.
That’s probably true in most cases, Binky, but my dad is going pretty strong still at 95. I hope I’m that lucky. 🙂
Lovely poem Lauren. I’m not sure I’d want to be twenty-one again, but I’d take 41 or 51 in a heartbeat. Have a wonderful week. Hugs.
Thanks, Michelle, and you made me smile. If my life was going to be the same as it was when I was 21 then I probably wouldn’t want to repeat it either. My life became better as I grew older but we could put a stop to aging anytime and I’d be fine with it. 🙂
Many hugs to you, too!
Hmm…gives you a lot to think about. Lovely piece.
Yes, it does and I believe it’s a process as we do get older. Thanks so much for your visit, follow and kind words!
Thoughtful. But as age grows on my body I am forever 21.
Thanks, Kim, and in my heart I will always be 21, too. 🙂 Hugs
Lovely query through poesy, Lauren. If you ask me, I am still a twenty year old with forty years experience behind me, opting to go with Brownings’ ‘grow old along with me, the best is yet to be’. As of last evening here in Johannesburg, where I presently am, I have become a grandpa, with my son and daughter-in-law being blessed with a baby boy. Part of the silver-crowning glory of an invariably advancing life journey…best wishes.
Thanks so much, Raj, and I think I feel the same inside, too, even though aging might show on the outside. 🙂 Aww, and your wonderful news is proof that growing older can be gratifying and exciting, too! I wish you much joy and happiness with your new little grandson bundle…have a wonderful weekend ahead, too!
I’ll remain young at heart. 🙂
Sending much love and hugs xoxo
I know you will and that makes two of us, Deb! Hugs and blessings, always xoxo
Lovely poem Lauren, I think it’s best to just enjoy the twilight years, beneath a canopy of snow and creaking bones, that carry enjoyable memories of their walk through life.
Thanks, Ian, and what a beautiful comment that I agree with! One day at a time, enjoying each moment, each memory…have a lovely Friday and weekend, my friend..
Great poem! ❤
Thanks, Iris! ♥
This is simply amazing! Such profound thoughts, such deep insight into the process of ageing, you got it bang on!
Aww, thank you so much, Rodrick! If we’re given the chance to grow old then hopefully, we’ll embrace it with grace. Have a blessed Sunday!
Thanks, have a wonderful week!
You, too! 🙂
Lovely poem, Lauren! Embracing change is so much more productive than pushing it away or trying to avoid it. Saying that, each of us has an essence of being … that external or physical changes, in the ideal, can make more true. XO ♥
Thanks, Diane, and again, your words are true. It’s easier said than done though to not push away some changes. 🙂 I’m trying to embrace each year with grace and a smile. ♥
My hair shining like a white coin not silver.