Young at Heart
If I walk always looking back,
I only see what I now lack;
but if I look in front of me,
I’m aware of all that I might be.
Staying young? A matter of eye, not heart.
Remembering at the day’s fresh start
to train my eye on what’s to be
and never ever in back of me.
That excitement of the unexpected––
that future formerly undetected––
is what keeps life fresh and new.
Who will deliver your next clue?
Your script in life has not been written.
Life is an apple still unbitten.
Each bite or line is yours to make.
Each day a freshly uncut cake.
Dawn is a gift that’s given us
to start anew with lesser fuss
and more acceptance of what’s there
awaiting us in the open air.
The world unfolds to all who seek,
banishing old and stale and meek.
To spend each day in a world that’s new
is how to keep your youth with you.
The Prompt: What are your thoughts on aging? How will you stay young at heart as you get older?https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/young-at-heart/
I love the picture. It proves my point: that staying young at heart is easy if you are (conveniently) also just plain young. I think in my heart, I’m a cranky old lady.
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Were you always or is that a product of the kicks of life? I think you still have a lot of kid in you, Marilyn. You’re the only one I’ve ever played dolls with online.
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“To spend each day in a world that’s new” Easy to say… Some days, not so easy to do.
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True. Not possible every day, but more a thing of attitude than place.
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The poem is beautiful; and I agree with many things you say. Brilliantly crafted indeed.
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Thanks, Ngobesing…
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You are welcome!
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Done it again, Judy. Got message across spot on in a really lovely poem. Thanks.
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Thanks Anton. In airport heading home!!
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Very much inspiring post. This is how you see everything positive in life. I appreciate you.
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Thanks so much for responding, vnktchari.
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Judy, I love this poem. Today it speaks to me. And teaches me. And lifts me up. And directs me. Thank you.
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Hi Anna. Thanks for your kind words. It seems to me as though you pretty much live by these principals. Did you love Africa with your granddaughters? They looked so happy in the pix. What an experience for them and you.
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The fourth verse spoke to me most. Our life script is not written, and we do have choices we may not even imagine. A poem that made me think!
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That’s a beautiful poem. Loved it.
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And I suspect those lovely children you spend so much time with really helps keep you young. They are beautiful and so are you! Happy New Year!
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I agree…Being around children keeps one flexible. I loved teaching but towards the end didn’t like all the ridiculous things that were being demanded as part of it. I got out before the worst started. But I always loved the teaching and interaction with children. A bit harder when you don’t share proficiency in the same language, but still–great to see kids get turned on by art, music and dance! I don’t really spend that much time with them…just in fits and starts and special events…and just helping to provide the means to their finding hidden talents or just fun dimensions to themselves.
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Wonderful poem, wonderful pic. Love the expectant delight that they both convey. Perfect way to start, and live, each day. Happy New Year to you, Judy, a year full of enchanting days.
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