My skin is turning parchment.
The years of my aging now yielding to familial
DNA,
to youthful days running bare in the sun.
There is a coming to grips with
this process of life and living,
a reality check of sorts.
All of this is good,
this emerging gray and wrinkling me.
All of it is God’s goodness
a reflection
of lives well-lived in the sun
in the pleasures of this good earth.
I love it.."as the evidence of our aging increases..it reveals a story…" blessed we are that it is so..the way you have expressed this is so good!
blessings,
Drema Hearn
I can relate.
Life in the Son,
and the Son in me,
reconciled to our Father,
what Life — is meant to Be.