Bittersweet

Bittersweet, 
This knowing 
That you are not 
Victim 
To Age’s cruel devices.

No fumbling hands, 
No faltering step, 
No fading mind, 
To haunt or threaten 
Who you are.

You are 
Forever frozen 
In my mind 
In a state of golden light.

Young 
So alive 
Untouchable.

No longer real 
Or human.

Gone your foibles, 
Disappeared your failures, 
Sacrificed forever 
To the sanctity 
Of My remembering.

©Kim Magennis 2016