When I dream, I am young
Not naive young, like in high school
but thirty-something young
with enough experience to have a few smarts
When I am in public
I still notice the guy in the crowd
as if I were still young
dark hair, dark eyes, like my first childhood playmate
When I think of working
Now I have decided what I would like to do
I am young enough to do it
With energy, interest and no pain
When I hear a concert mentioned
I still want to go
Alas, the ears hate loud noise
And the thumping bass makes me nauseous
So here I sit at my computer
In a fine back support chair
Wondering if others imagine themselves
In an age they are not
Yes, I know it’s National Chop Suey Day, but the above wanted to come out, so I shared it. Do you dream about yourself in a younger or older age?
08/30/2017 at 06:23
This is really lovely, Susan. Thank you for sharing.
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08/30/2017 at 06:56
Thank you. Reading your poetry has given me the incentive to share some of my own.
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08/30/2017 at 14:32
I am so glad that you are sharing. This is very good.
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