Downsizing and moving to a smaller residence can be very traumatic for some of us who are growing older. The decision to make a major change can leave one with a lot of anxiety. Leaving the house you love and lived in for the past twenty years is not easy. Not knowing what the future holds makes us uneasy. The upside is that our life can become easier to manage with less responsibilities. It may give us the opportunity to develop new interests and meet new people who can enrich our lives. This poem takes a look at facing the changes that come with aging.
We wrap ourselves with strands of life
That tells our story from front to back
A life of joy and sorrow
All woven into that cocoon we call home
Layer after layer we weave the strands
Stories, pleasures, and memories abound
Bringing undefined feelings of love
To our ephemeral life
Family and friends give life its edge
Children and grandchildren cut deep into our souls
Embedding themselves in the fabric of our cocoon
Cool crisp mornings with coffee and tea
Birds and flowers and vines of Kiwi
Unspeakable joy and pleasures surround
In our home cocoon we’ve so tightly wound.
Time to let go and break out of our shell
Who knows what joys and pleasures we’ll tell
In transformation of mind and matter
Though parting is great sorrow
There is still hope for tomorrow
Beyond this cocoon we call home
Divinely written.
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Oh, Thank You so much!
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This is so touching, sad but hopeful. Layer after layer we weave the strands, Stories, pleasures, and memories abound. I love this. Those strands are also inside you all. They bind you together, I think breaking out of the cocoon could be an exciting new adventure.
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Thank you so much for your affirmation!
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Nice
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Yup … know the feeling … getting there slowly, but haven’t down-sized yet … still hanging on …
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