It seems like such a short time ago that I was a little girl, blowing out the candles on my cake. That was quite a long time ago. With apologies to Mary Oliver for unauthorized use of her poem Self Portrait:
Onward, old legs!
There are the long, pale dunes; on the other side
the roses are blooming and finding their labor
no adversity to the spirit.
There are the long, pale dunes; on the other side
the roses are blooming and finding their labor
no adversity to the spirit.
Upward, old legs! There are the roses, and there is the sea
shining like a song, like a body
I want to touch
shining like a song, like a body
I want to touch
though I’m not twenty
and won’t be again but ah! sixty. And still
in love with life. And still
full of beans."
Mary's poem reads "but ah! seventy." Maybe I will use this poem again in another 10 years.and won’t be again but ah! sixty. And still
in love with life. And still
full of beans."
The group photo above shows me with members of my family earlier this month. The two men on either side of me are my older brothers. We are all in the 60's club now! Everyone else in the photo is not yet in their 60's but give 'em time.
Yep, still in love with life and still full of beans.
Be well.