On Turning 97 - Vilma Ginzberg

[Lawrence Robinson]

On Turning 97
  

although there is more to tell
and fewer words to tell with
and my sack of wisdom
is heavier than I can handle
yet every moment of truth
is a new epiphany
and each day a burst of freshness
that lights my way
through this underbrush of old age

even as the road ahead shortens
and the path has lost its smoothness
and my steps halt and stammer
yet every glint upon the rock
each drop of shining rain
fills me with light

there are bits of heaven on this path      
I promise

	- Vilma Ginzberg