SubscribeThey say that Age is just a number,
That my life's just a cup half-drunk,A slovenly amble through Wakefulness & Slumber,
& Not a 2- tag blitz , to win or flunk!
Gallivanting between the extremes of Shame & Pride,
Touching neither thankfully, the sands of Time do foretell;
Just ruminating on lost chances and promises denied
I have known the difference between Heaven & Hell !
Grateful to have learned to look at the bright side
To cherish the simple fact that I've lived ... and I've lived well!
Alas... all those fanciful dreams - I will have to part with a sigh
& be brave for whatever adventures Tomorrow presents;
Plotting in vain for moments to Fate defy,
Just retain the freshly gathered with hopes ardent
That someday I may cast my eyes to the sky,
And know in my heart that I too have seen a flying elephant!
To Dreams 'n more!
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