Life to Match.

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Life is like a match. It bursts into being, full of promise and light. It grows then at it fullest and brightest it dies, returning us to the dark..

Birth is painful it is bloody, it is spectacular, it is after conception, the start for everybody. Pushed from the darkness into the light screaming and kicking you get handled by gloved hands under bright light.

Then like the flame as it takes hold the young brain sucking in knowledge. Like the match it needs oxygen as much as it can hold.

You see the blue and yellow of the flame grow in strength as it follows its aim. As we grow, we learn and we store the lessons that will form us more and more. Reaching out to light the world  doing all we can to live the life you know is right.

dicarded and forgotten

Like the match we reach our zenith gold and blue with smoky edges but only for seconds does that last. How soon our very best is past. Try as we may to keep the light, like the match are loosing it fast. So tailing down to nought but heat like the match we are thrown on the scrap heap. At best we end up all alone or, I shudder at the choice , in an old people’s home.

Sad as I am to be alone, don’t throw me in an old peoples home. I once had so much to share I am still in here please have a care.

32 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Mar 27, 2021 @ 21:19:31

    So touching, Sis. So sad 😞

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  2. Priscilla Bettis
    Mar 27, 2021 @ 22:27:35

    Well said! Aging is so complex.

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  3. lssattitudeofgratitude
    Mar 27, 2021 @ 23:14:10

    As my mom always said, “Old age isn’t for wimps.”

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  4. Miriam Hurdle
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 01:23:22

    You won’t be forgotten, Willow. Your family and friends will remember you. Let’s be brave! ❤

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  5. Sadje
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 01:32:31

    This is so beautifully written Willow.

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  6. Chel Owens
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 04:19:39

    I, too, do not wish to be discarded with all the burnt ends!

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  7. socialbridge
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 08:15:06

    This poem speaks volumes, Willow.

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  8. 🇪🇺 Bee H.
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 12:50:29

    It is so sad that we connect old age with being discarded and not with the wisdom that especially women hold. I think we need to regain that view point despite the huge and fast changes that are happening. 🙋‍♀️🐝

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  9. robertawrites235681907
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 13:36:38

    This is a very touching piece, Willow. The difficulties comes in when elderly people become very infirm. It is very difficult for their children to care for them if they are sick or invalided and sometimes a care home is the only real option. I’m not talking about people who can’t be bothered here, I’m talking about people who really are trying to do their best but have to work and look after families.

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    • willowdot21
      Mar 28, 2021 @ 13:39:14

      Oh! Yes Robbie I totally see what you are saying life is strange and I have always had a fear of ending up lost and alone …even from a very young age 💜💜

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  10. pensitivity101
    Mar 28, 2021 @ 15:00:06

    Oh wow Willow. This really grips! Especially that last stanza.

    Reply

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