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Cherish your loved ones while you can

Kiss their rosey checks

Hold their precious hand

Speak uplifting words in the hour tribulation

Pray with them

Let them know that you can sympathize

Show a warmth to express

That you understand

When the wind beats at their worn door

Stand beside them as a friend

The things that we forget we did

Mean something in the end

So cherish your loved ones while you can

Give them wild flowers

And provide them with hope

That a tired heart can comprehend

Because no one wants to be alone

When the hard days come

The good time Sally and John are cool

Until the lightening strikes

It’s those moments when you want a caring soul to check on you

And make sure you’re alright

Love always, Esha

Thoughts: Does Age Matter?

Gray hair matters not. The silver strands leave salt and pepper across a head that once touted black and brown youth. Nevertheless, wisdom is not determined by age. It is found in the knowledge that someone gained through trial and tribulation released by the hand of God. But the outer appearance does little to determine the insight of the individual. Much like wrinkles, gray hair adds character to the physic of the person but does little for the soul if no lessons are learned from the life lived. 

Love always, Esha