The Older That You Grow...(A Birthday Poem for sunset years)

My mother-in-law turned 92 last week.(below, a glimpse of after supper fellowship)My dad turns 82 at the end of August.Yesterday we attended a family reunion; my dad's siblings and families.My oldest uncle, Dad's brother, turned 85 a few weeks ago,We were missing a few fondly remembered faces.One thing we all have in common is growing older day by day!Let's cherish one another while we still may! Don't you find, the older you get that below is a glimpse of as-good-as-it-gets? Fellowship around a table with friends or family, and a simple refreshment? (People cropped, out of respect for privacy❤.) The older that you grow, the more we love you, *mother/father dearTime does not slow but seems to speed up with each passing yearAnd sometimes we are prone to take for granted the kind graceThat allows us warm handshakes and fellowship, face to face The older that you grow the more we keep you in fond prayerAnd humbly ask God to bestow His kind and faithful careWith extra-tender mercies as the days to years run rifeTo cheer you with His Presence in these sunset years of life © Janet Martin (*Word father/mother can be switched to aunt, uncle,sister, brother etc.)