Decorated the study with old blue religious pictures,
my small lights - a lamp and a hat hung on a hook;
expressing feelings fills me with energy; too excited
to sleep, playing with beautiful things & looking for
pictures of the sea and sun to lose my altered self
In the vast blue expanse & enjoy beauty of what is
to come, singing my song as we wander the beach,
I've now faced my fears of being an old person in
the young's eyes, I know how old sun, sea & wind
must feel - I think they will welcome me more than
In the days of my youth; growing older is a gift - it
made me aware of other things, for the first time I
have a desire to take life as it comes though fear
and doubt still make it difficult to keep strong…
[5 December 2014]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really wonderful expression of acceptance and joy with yourself and also that with age comes a deep wisdom that the young cannot posses. I really liked this Margaret.