Dear one with the silver hair,<\/p>\n
Your baby days are past, and all your children gone.
\nBut you are not a shriveled husk, some dried nut whose life is done.
\nYou wear white hair like a badge of glory.
\nBravo! Only those who burned in the fire
\nhave lived all the colors that merge into white.
\nHow beautiful you are
\neven with wrinkles and sagging skin.
\nEach line is a story someone needs to hear.
\nEach fold of your neck hides a place where love begins.
\nEven if you still have devils, they cannot steal your show.
\nYou know their weaknesses, and
\nYou are alive in a way the young can never know.<\/p>\n
Freed from the slavery of hormones
\nyou are liberated for the last third of your life,
\nable to start remembering who you were before
\nthe years when reproduction brought its strife.
\nThat was you in your purest form back then, and now
\nyou have circled back to the dreams that truly matter.
\nBe bold! Go back to school and learn what you love.
\nGet out and help the souls who tug at your heart.
\nBring your joy to those whose joy has died.
\nYou are powerful, you are limitless, you have time.
\nLike some brave frail bird you can soar above life
\nto the edge of infinity, free at last to be
\nand answer only to the calling of your heart.
\nDon\u2019t hold back. Don\u2019t be shy. There\u2019s no time like now.
\nJump, dear one, jump! Your wings are ready .<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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