I have never had anything less than stellar experiences when performing for senior citizens. Their positive engagement and unbridled appreciation always affects me in the most awesome of ways. I got to finish the day by spending the afternoon and evening with my mom and dad. I wish I made more opportunity to spend my days like I did today.
“These wrinkles are the hands of time,
The journeys I’ve been on
They’ve seen me through a thousand days,
And ev’ry victory won
These fragile hands, With exposed bones,
Are not a fearful sight
But rather, they, my faithful partners,
Rocked babies through the night
These eyes are weak, They see much less,
Than yours they’ve seen much more
They’ve guided me through birth, through death,
Through grief, through hurt, through war
These ears can hear so very little,
Yet they’ve learned to listen much
They perk up not for gossip now,
But for a heart to touch
Those younger often look my way,
With pity looks to give
Yet this old body doesn’t mean I am dying,
But rather, that I have lived” - Emily Nelson
3 comments:
That's a really beautiful poem. I had a great time with the seniors as well.
Where's the dressing!!!! Classic. It was a great demo and the seniors were awesome.
Where's the dressing!!!! Classic. It was a great demo and the seniors were awesome.
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