Decorated the study with old blue religious pictures, 
my small lights - a lamp and a hat hung on a hook; 
expressing feelings fills me with energy; too excited 
to sleep, playing with beautiful things & looking for 
pictures of the sea and sun to lose my altered self 
In the vast blue expanse & enjoy beauty of what is 
to come, singing my song as we wander the beach, 
I've now faced my fears of being an old person in 
the young's eyes, I know how old sun, sea & wind 
must feel - I think they will welcome me more than 
In the days of my youth; growing older is a gift - it 
made me aware of other things, for the first time I 
have a desire to take life as it comes though fear 
and doubt still make it difficult to keep strong…
[5 December 2014]                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really wonderful expression of acceptance and joy with yourself and also that with age comes a deep wisdom that the young cannot posses. I really liked this Margaret.