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
Seemingly unending,
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…

I can,

And want nothing more,

Than to grow old with you…my love.


© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

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