My Life Was Full of Gratitude and Love

medallion dreams now turned to grey, wild flower scented sheets once laid on the line held with clothesline wood pins, now all I can do is hang on to that rope line for dear life; (gripping goodbyes) I sit at my sill inside the nook and watch generational bonds form. I look at my hubby and say with pride, "look what we started, sweetheart..." Sixty-five years of marriage with eons of photo frames lining the walls- for he is my mate to my soul; my line to my life. I've worn my heart on my sleeve since the first time I gave my heart away- (high school sweethearts) I was young, fell in love too easily; trusted blindly but it was worth every prick to my heart- every bloodstream that flowed with pain. my skin untoned, wrinkled with spots of age; beautiful scars worn for years have finally mended and healed- for no longer am I scarred. they say it time and time again.... but honestly- no I don't wish I knew then what I know now. for it is through growth I lived a life completely full of affection. I know what it's like to fall in love so deep your toes curl, I know what it's like to have two sisters choose death over life- I know how it feels to embrace a daughter on the day she was born, and I know how it feels to be loved so unconditionally... even the angels weep. to be grateful is to have lived; and that is what I shall die saying... "blessed am I." (gripping life) Written: February 6, 2019