On the eve of my 71st
I’m reflecting on the passing of my 70th
Realizing it was much better then I expected
And not as bad as I thought…

Eyes have gotten a bit worse…
But can still see
Legs are aching badly…
But still can walk
Hair is getting whiter…
But not falling out
And teeth are still in place…
Letting me eat what’s on my plate

My husband thinks I’m
Still pretty and smart
Even though now… I occassionally fart…
We are constantly saying What…
Although we always seem to hear
Exactly, each others Smart remarks…

My drivers licence now, says I need glasses to drive.. but I see very little
When the sun sets outside
Needing not to go out when night falls…
As my energy has usually lulled

Where is the girl who was once 17…
Wishing she could just reverse
The numbers of 71…
Although would never give up
The love and the life I have lived..
The experiences…
The boy and the man I love…
The children I birthed…
And the grandsons
who bring me
Great mirth

The year ahead
Will speed past fast
Just like it did this year past
I’m hopeful to be healthy, happy…
Laughing like in my youth
And reverse the age added up since my birth
Acting and living like I’m seventeen again…..and
Hoping no one will soon notice I’m
Seven….ty…

plus…

one.