A Little Poem On 'Getting Older' - Celebrating Creativity In 'Old Age'

The sea is rough and I never learned to swim
So I won't push the boat out
I won't push the boat out
I shall stay on shore and have a feast
Of delicious happy thoughts and plans
For treats and pleasures coloured pink
With my extraordinary friends and swap stories
About how we survived so far and feel proud.
Then maybe we shall play some cards or paint a picture
Perhaps sing a song filled with nostalgia and cry while
We celebrate each other with toasts made of sparkles
And effervesse with happy feelings and love for each other!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 5, 2011 at 5:56 AM
What a beautiful morning I am enjoying reading poetry here at PoetrySoup. I am happy to see yours among those which I am able to read this morning Liz. You have made my day thank you. May the sun shine down upon you and bring joy into your life today and always. Love, Carol
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May 4, 2011 at 8:46 PM
Getting old never looked so fun and sweet, LIz. Cute idea for a poem.
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