Time presses a heavy weight on us all.
Without question, each of us feel the burden.
Clear to me now is that I have a choice…
To accept this constant force of our life…
Or to yield…
I choose to move forward, and to accept.
So much, of course, is simply beyond my control.
But in this struggle, and uncertainty
This I know.
The path of time’s progress,
A journey that I accept for what it is,
Even in this,
My heart knows with an abundance of clarity…
And want nothing more,
Than to grow old with you…my love.
© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.