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Look Back

Let me look back and tell you of my fond memories

My memories of my childhood

When things were simple and fun despite most of it not going all too well.

Let me tell you of how the old days were

Of how there were more trees than skyscrapers

Of how fresher the air was.

I look back having remembered some of the things that happened during the war

How we hid

How we heard the bombings while huddled and hidden.

I remember my teenage years

The dances, the friends and even some of the funny stories

I remember my teachers and look back being thankful for them.

I look back hoping you’d share my excitement too

One day, you too will be looking back on your life

And I hope you remember me when you do.

©Maria Michaela

Old And Gray

Most people may not believe when I say

That I want to grow old with hair of silvery gray.

Wrinkles may not make me look fair

But that’s something I really don’t care.

I see wrinkles as proof of the life I’ve lived and the struggles I’ve overcome

Proof I did my best, I didn’t give up, didn’t succumb.

My wrinkly skin would serve as maps of my adventures

And perhaps, as well as my misadventures.

Oh to be old with hair of silvery gray,

To reach that age, is what I pray.

©Maria Michaela

I’ll Be Fifty

Twenty years from now seems quite far

But not as far as it was before

Creeping slowly

People ask me

Where I think I’ll be.

Do I worry or should I worry?

That will lead me nowhere

I know for sure I’ll climb that stage

And I will welcome that age,

If given a chance.

As Jason Mraz said, I won’t worry my life away

By then, I’d be happy to have been fifty.

Old School Love

Write me love letters on perfumed stationeries

Declare love and talk about our future like the visionaries.

Let’s talk face to face, not just a text or chat

Nothing gets better than that.

Let’s watch the sun set and rise and just keep silent

Take in the view and the moment.

Keep it slow, simple, like old school

Yes, that kind of love would be so cool.

Typewriter

Old and worn

Feeling tired

It has witnessed many writings

Many changes 

Many stories

It is old

And it holds so many memories 

Getting

Getting older,

Getting younger,

Getting fatter, 

Getting slimmer,

Each year is different but one thing remains constant 

And that is the fact that another year has been added to this life of mine.
I raise my glass to what has been given to me

May the years of getting older be years of getting wiser

I Am Older

No grey hair showing yet but I feel it starting now

I have been blessed with the years I have thus far

And greatful for what has become

Looking forward to growing older

Cheers to the years!

Old Maid 

Is it too bad?

Is it too sad?

To be single until you’re old?
Is it really a lonely life,

If you’re not someone’s wife?

Do you think it so?

New Year, New Love

They all wish and want someone new

They don’t see, I want no one but you!

They say a spark will come along from someone else

But I hear no other bells,

None but just for you.

The year may be new but my love, is all the same

New Day

The morning is warm

Fills my insides with sunlight

I face the day

Like I haven’t faced it before

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