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| WHEN I GROW OLD.... |
When I grow old, I will not long for youth,
rather I will celebrate what has gone before
and look forward to what each day brings.
I will enjoy the company of myself, as well as that of family and friends..
of new discoveries, of revisiting old interests and developing new ones.
I will revel in choosing yes or no or maybe.. without guilt or reason.
I will enjoy friendships, both near and far....
I will take time to watch butterflies flit among the flowers
and listen to bird song every day...
I will drench myself in summer showers..
and sing in the moonlight...
I will write what I wish and read all I can...
Silken threads will be my palette
as I create simple things of beauty...
I will surround myself with roses and violets and daisies
I will bake at midnight if I wish
and eat fruit and cream for tea...
When I grow old, I will be me...
(c)Crissouli Jan 24, 2016
Inspired by the post of my friend... Angela...
I'm with you on this, Chris. Making tbe most of my senior years.
ReplyDeleteAh, but we're not there yet... this is a reminder for when we do get there, Jill...Thank you for your comment.
ReplyDeleteI needed someone to speak these words to me today, and you've done it beautifully. Thank uou.
ReplyDeleteSorry, I have just seen this comment...Thank you,lizgauffreau.. I am glad my words touched you. We need to be true to ourselves.
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