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Sunday, May 29, 2011

Soulful Sunday - day after my birthday poem

One year and one day older and I still feel the same
Being retired and loving life makes me feel like a great dame
Lots of tennis, golf and that thing I cannot name
No stress, no fuss because that would just be lame.

Wrinkles, I don't have because I don't like to worry
Grey hair is just part of aging, getting used to it but don't feel dreary
There's only one part of my life that I regret and feel so sorry
My son leaving me so unexpectedly and much much too early.

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