cold so very cold

cold so very cold
yet sunrise colors show me
flowers that will bloom

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ice floating
in rose-colored water

some days
feeling old

some young

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older now
used books settle
in their new home

turning the page
of an older book
the age in my hands

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Now also when I am old
and greyheaded,
O God, forsake me not;
until I have shewed thy strength
unto this generation. 

Psalm 71: 18 (KJV)

Ellen Grace Olinger