I Will Age Poem by Francie Lynch

I Will Age



I wish to age like a wrap-around porch
In an east coast storm,
With generations telling tales
While sipping on their drinks.
A porch of late nights and blinking stars,
A place to run to to get out of rain,
With wooden steps for mail delivery,
With ascending and descending friends.

I will age like a tree, grow stronger in the wind;
Give shade and shelter to all who come
Beneath my spreading limbs.

I wish to age like a river,
Bending to land as I come and go,
Floating everyone I know,
With eternal waters defying death,
A river winding with no rest.

I will age like a star,
Burning bright, giving light,
Something to reach for.

I wish to age like a mountain,
With secret caves and riches.
And you can rock your soul
Around, over or through,
Solid, strong, towering for you.

I will age like the moon,
In stages, full and new;
Each night a bit different
As I wax and wane, grow and fade,
As all who age must do.

Saturday, July 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: growing old,house,aging,death,light,moon,mountain,mountains,night,rain
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Fran Wilson 08 July 2017

A lovely poem that reminds me not age but to engage my man.

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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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