The Beauty of Age

Age, quite simply, 

is but a number. 

A number I quite approve of, 

like the number on a calendar, 

    on a list, 

    telephone numbers,

    street numbers and 

    anything counts.

We do count our days, 

the weeks that pass, 

the years that add up but ~

we sometimes fail to add up

the experiences of each of those days.

Most are not momentous, 

some bring stunning joy, 

some deep sorrows, 

many days just ordinary but all

are the warp and weft of life

Age, quite simply, is but a number.

The beauty of age is the fabric 

that has been woven for good or ill.

“Weave beautifully your small thread in the grand tapestry.”

~ Gordon B. Hinckley

(1910 - 2008)