Today I am 65 and it seems big, to be 65,
it is, now officially in the last phase of life,
on Medicare, permanent dimples, or are they wrinkles,
a few wiggly parts that won't ever firm, my job
is winding down, and men don't look at me anymore.
I think it's ok, mostly, but there is no going back
to youth, and I know that age will creep up,
a little harder to balance, my children are getting
old - one approaching 40
I used to wonder at women I knew whose children
were 40 and wonder how on earth.
I can ramble in my head, but listen, mostly.
It's ok being 65.
I still love, and am loved.
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