Grey Hairs

We all strive to stay young all the time

That we don’t realize

What a privileged it is

To grow old together

 

Grey,

Withered,

Yet stronger

Than anything else

Chemical or organic.

 

We represent the long sought

The long fought for

Looked up to

We stand

Stable

Able

 

Ready to last forever

We can’t be mislead

Our path is clear

And still

As the end comes near

We will face it, because as one

There is no fear.