Life Swap?

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LIFE SWAP?

Has my ego gone quite mad?

Is it crazy to be this glad?

Glad that I am me, no other;

Not even a copy of my Mother?

(She was always my ideal.....

Dimples, dark hair, curls! Unreal!)

The vision above was my idea

Of how I'd feel in my eightieth year!

Sad, and bitter, grey, depressed,

Arthritic, shaky and all the rest.

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And all my life I nursed regret

About my status. I used to fret

Because I never hit the heights

On which, in my youth, I'd set my sights.

Compared to the 'winners', so successful,

My life was humdrum as well as stressful.

I felt that Mother, Teacher, Wife

Were not real 'trophies' in the game of life.

In old age I knew I'd brood

About my lack of fortitude,

About my wavering ambitions,

And lots of other drab conditions.

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Yet, here I am, in my eightieth year,

Honestly thrilled that I am here!

My hobbies consume my every day.

My friends always 'come out to play',

My children and their children too

Are always fashioning something new.

I creak a bit, just on damp days,

And I have some geriatric ways,

But, on the whole, it's pretty good

To reach this point (never guessed I would!)

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Those shining stars of my 'envy' years

Have had their share of grief and tears.

True, they enjoyed immense renown

But they are all on their way down!

I never had an UP and so

There's no DOWN for me to go!

Swap my life! No! I've got the best!

I'm head and shoulders above the rest!

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 COILED


Coiled like a snake in the sun,
Reflecting the brilliance.
Hot, hot to the hand!
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