Tuesday, March 11, 2014


My age is the freedom
to fly 
the ability to go fast or slow
to jump the white caps
or touch the depths of
quiet waters.

My age is not the lines on my face
or the gray in my hair
it's the beat of my heart
and the length of my stride.

I am younger today than yesterday
enjoying eagles nesting,
flowers blooming,
love florishing 
and wisdom growing.

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