The Joy of Growing Older

Grace grows where time gently weaves its story.

The angles of life, once sharp and bright,

Now soften with time, bathed in gentle light.

Each passing year a treasure to hold,

A story colored in hues of gold.

The mirror reflects a wiser face,

A canvas of love, of laughter, and grace.

Older we grow, yet younger at heart,

A masterpiece where all seasons play a part.

Through life’s shifting shades, we stand tall,

Embracing the beauty of it all.

Aging with joy, like a timeless song,

Knowing each step has made us strong.

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Poetry Prompt:  Shay's Word Garden (Poetry and Such Like)

A pocketful of sunshine and 

Sunday by the Sea

 

Every Sunday, the world stood still,

As we journeyed to the sea’s blue thrill.

With Dad at the helm, his laughter warm,

We braved the tides, the waves, the storm.

The ocean stretched, vast and wide,

A mystery calling us to its side.

Barefoot children, hearts so free,

Chasing dreams along the sea.

He held our hands, then let us go,

Teaching courage in the ebb and flow.

“Trust the water,” he’d softly say,

“Let it carry your fears away.”

In the deep, where the waters dance,

We found our strength, our second chance.

Each stroke a bond, each wave a cheer,

A lesson in love, so crystal clear.

Salt in the air, sun on our skin,

Moments where life would truly begin.

The sea was more than just a shore—

It was our home, our Sunday lore.

Now grown, I hear the ocean’s song,

A timeless hymn where we belong.

And in its depths, I feel him near,

Guiding me still, year after year.

Poetry Prompt:

Memory at "What's Going On"

A pocketful of sunshine and 

Whisper of the Leaf

 

Taken from "[what if a much of a which of a wind]" by E. E. Cummings

Silent and still on the darkened path,

A lone leaf rests from its journey past.

Once it soared in heights above,

Now it lies below, in quiet love.

Veins etched deep, stories told,

A life once vivid, now grown bold.

It holds a grace, both soft and slight,

A fleeting mark in fading light.

The trees behind, a distant blur,

Stand tall and strong, yet do not stir.

And here it sleeps, its tale complete,

A gentle end, serene and sweet.

Poetry Prompt:

Reflection by Melissa Lemay at dVerse Poets Pub

A pocketful of sunshine and 

Life As It Is

 

Life as it is—a beautiful mess, a patchwork of sorrow, love, and rest.

A pocketful of sunshine and 

Embracing Life with Resilience

While we may not be able to control every event in life, we have the power to control how we respond. Our attitude—our perspective—is one of the most influential choices we make every day. It shapes our experience of joy, hardship, and everything in between.

Choosing a positive, resilient outlook doesn’t mean ignoring reality or glossing over pain. It’s about acknowledging those challenges while believing in our own strength to meet them. It’s finding gratitude in the small moments when the big ones feel overwhelming. 

When life presents its challenges, I try to focus not on what’s happening but on what I can do about it. I’m learning that the true richness of life isn’t determined by external events but by my inner landscape—how I choose to think, feel, and react. And that, ultimately, is where real freedom and peace lie.

A pocketful of sunshine and