Their raisin faces, sloth speed, and slurred speech,
are reminders. 
The fountain of youth is non existent,
It always was. 
Time and change, the only constants in life.
Time brings on change.
15 was a moment, another blink of an eye,
90 is here. 
Hard work, perseverance and appreciation,
A few things taught by these grand people. 
On precious earth one day,
In it, the next.
We are not constant.


by Joanna