I saw my beautiful first love 40 years later.
I hadn’t seen her since age 17 when we parted.
I was shocked to see her beauty was erased forever.
Aging had been incredibly cruel to her.
I almost shed a tear remembering how beautiful she was
when we were young and felt as though good looks were forever.
I could see in her sad eyes she was thinking the same about me,
remembering when she said I was so handsome
and was shocked to see what aging had done to me.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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