A Silver-haired Snark*

Most of my hair has gone away.

What is left is turning gray.

Although my hair is diminished,

my love of life is not finished.

My body can no longer do

many things i became used to.

But my spirituality

is still fully alive in me.

My attitude of gratitude

is forever being renewed.

After my gray hair becomes white

you will see me better at night.

If you are hunting for a snark,

i’m easy to find in the dark.

Walt Abbott 6-13-2011

*Snark: a fictional animal in Lewis Carroll’s

Hunting of the Snark