2020-04-07T00:22:18-04:00March 24th, 2020|Musings on life|

What seventy-eight years old looks like

She taught me creative writing
but what I learned had nothing to do with words

she taught me what seventy-eight years old looks like
which is that the body
still has the same amount of shine

it just stores it all in the eyes

she taught me that when you slow down
you are not the river anymore
you are the riverbank
which is just as beautiful

she taught me that wrinkles
are the stretch marks
of a full life

she taught me that I could only see her by listening
so when I miss her now
I open the window
and listen to the birds

she used to say if I was patient
I might hear the oldest ones