A Vow To Now and Here...A Birthday Poem

On one of Victoria and I's thrift-store expeditions this past winter 

we found a stack of Evergreen magazines. (filled with all sorts of British delights!!!)

This gem of a poem is on the back of one of the issues...

fitting as I turn another year older today!

  

Let me not pine for, or lament

For shriveled vines of summers spent

But commit, as years slip away

To cherish each and every day

Soft, swift the gift of Now and Here

Is gathered up in year-to-year

The evidence of daily grace

Kissed into ‘love-lines’ on my face

Then let me realize anew

The privilege of loving you

And never let complaint or fear

Taint time’s ephem’ral Now and Here

This thoroughfare of tear and *grin

That scrawls its living proof on skin

While gaining ground (not losing it)

Makes mid-life contemplate a bit…

…more on Time’s fragile haste of it

And how we dare not waste a bit

But vow, as moments slip away

To cherish each and every day

© Janet Martin

Thank-you God for the gift of another year in the books!

*a little chuckle (and to writers, a reminder to proof-read before posting)
as I proof-read I found I missed the 'r' in grin changing the mood of that line entirely!!!
reading instead..Its thoroughfare of tear and gin.lol!

My sister sent me this song this morning. LOVE it! thank-you Lucy!