Once you were the Queen of the fairways <br />Striding along ahead of the pack <br />Club in hand, eye on the ball <br />As you with deft stroke played the game. <br /> <br />Time wears away the luster <br />Of past dreams and lays bare <br />The fact that Aging is not for Sissies <br />But for those who persevere. <br /> <br />As the shadows grew long <br />The shine of your sun-bleached tresses <br />Dimmed as they grew thin <br />But memory carried you through. <br /> <br />The hopes and joys of youth <br />May have faded <br />But you, although bent by time <br />Continued to follow a dream. <br /> <br />How much you contributed <br />To those who follow in your footsteps <br />Remains to be seen <br />As they have not the vision of the future <br />That your generation shared. <br /> <br />Disillusions did not dissuade you <br />False prophets did not mislead you <br />Scarcity did cause you to want <br />Mockery did not bow your head. <br /> <br />Oh, Grey Hair, how we miss you <br />How we think often of you <br />How we remember your firm hand <br />Your gentle encouragement.<br /><br />Sidi J. Mahtrow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-ode-to-an-old-grey-hair/
