I found some silver strands resting on my pillow <br />Old Mother time taunts me, like dreadful weeping willow <br />I found more silver long strands dancing on my shoulder <br />Yes, constant sad reminder; I’m much much older <br />I found many silver long stands swimming in my shower <br />Stroking and washing away my youthful flower <br />Now, I see silver long strands crying on my head <br />Screaming, no to my youth and yes it is now dead <br />I hear silver long strands singing on my brush <br />To validate my years, No-no-no they must hush...<br /><br />lecie Bailey Jackson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silver-strands/
