Poem Of Honor And Remembrance: 88 Tomorrow

88 TOMORROW

 

Mom, tomorrow you will be turning 88 in my heart and mind

At 69 a reckless driver did take your heartbeats away from us

In Mind, Heart and Soul your still with us every day we breathe

Your life here ended so quick I hope that you suffered no pain

10 Minutes before you left I got to speak with you one last time

 

Age gives humans certain handicaps, as it deteriorates our body

Wrinkles and physical infirmities do scar the face of our youth

We get declining strength and some of us even do go blind

The real crime of age though is when disease destroys our mind

For the memories of our loved ones smiles are what keeps me sane

 

Yet age does also give us glories like wisdom and vast maturity

Now Spiritual Maturity becomes how we discern ones true beauty

With age our Faith does grow strong along with judging fairer

You know I am no doubting Thomas, we will see each other again

Turning 88 Tomorrow, I still love you now as I loved you way back when