Thursday, June 6, 2013

I am not old

I am not old, she said
I am rare

I am the standing ovation
at the end of the play

I am the retrospective
of my life
as art

I am the hours
connected like dots
into good sense

I am the fullness
of existing

you think I am waiting to die
but I am waiting to be found

I am a treasure
I am a map
these wrinkles are imprints
of my journey

ask me

~Samantha Reynolds

Picture of my beloved grandmother, Marge Hendren, with cigar and empty glass of wine at age 93.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, the beautiful Marge Hendren! What a great picture and poem to go with it.