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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Poem 345: When I'm old

When I'm old 
I'll wear purple dresses and red hats
socks with sandals, heels and flats
When I'm old 
I'll squish little kids' cheeks
smile at them as they laugh at me
When I'm old
I'll pat random men's hair
and wave at anyone who cares
When I'm old 
I'll never brush my teeth
Instead I'll let my dentures soak and self clean
When I'm old
I'll flirt with strangers, wear silk and cotton
and curl my hair in my sleep
When I'm old
I'll start up new styles
travel the world, but first retire
When I'm old
I'll dream of the days
when I was a young girl dreaming of
When I'm old


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