Look at you!

You’ve achieved so much.

Perhaps not what I thought you would,

yet, in some ways more.

 

How the years have flown, ten years more like ten days

dissipating like the morning mist.

As if Father Time is manually spinning

the hands of the clock, faster and faster.

 

What dreams I held tight within my grasp then!

Bold, daring pursuits.

Yet I feared releasing them, losing control,

letting them fly

 

But you dreamed new dreams,

better dreams

Ones that suit you –

the you, you are today.

 

At 62, my face still held the glow of youth

love blushed my cheeks

stirred my heart to create stories

like lifeblood pulsing through me.

 

Today, skin like tissue paper

covers my blue-veined hands,

Mother Nature painting me

in the image of my departed mother.

 

I see your accomplishments.

I see the challenges you faced without wavering

Come, see you from here.

 

Who is that woman I see?

Is that really me?

Surrounded by friends who love her –

what greater achievement than this?

 

I chose love over tangible rewards

my goals transmuted into acts of love,

and now with my fortress of friendship

I can pursue my dreams once more.