ivor or ivor.e hogg
Travelling - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
As we grow old our boundaries,
become more circumscribed it seems.
Although we don’t give up our dreams,
we must accept realities.
Acknowledge what we cannot do
and celebrate the things we can
Accept with grace its natures plan.
which we must constantly review.
Our travels may be limited
by age and growing frailty
Therefore we must rely instead
on our mental ability.
To use selective memory
and visit where we want to be.
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