Tuesday, 24 July 2012
By Ellen Younkins
Now that I have reached the era of old age
I would like to think that I am now a sage.
Someone to listen to or to just ignore.
I’ve been around the block - been there before.
I think a lot about what lies ahead in my life
and I think about the past - often full of strife.
I would like to know some peace before I go
and remember happy times that I used to know.
I have a lot of things that I would like to do
like dancing and singing, before I say adieu.
I dream of things like acting on the stage
or painting pictures that would be all the rage.
Perhaps I’ll get to do some of these things
before time runs out and the angel sings.
Or maybe my next life might be a chance
to do what I missed and at last I will dance.
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