Another week till birthday time and the goal shortens itself. So far, so good in making 100. Having gotten past the thirty summers left, it was time for another reflective moment in “growing younger” wanting to be once again tenaciously grounded. (image by pinterest)
Saturday, October 16, 2021
Fifteen Summers Left
And what is fifteen?
Three toeprints in the sand.
Just an old youthful day at the beach
Forever replanting impressions.
Another year, next Saturday? "an ageless mind kept alive by an open heart" A beautiful phrase Kent. Wishing you all the best on your 85th. Figured I'd send my salutations early. May your imagination always take you where your heart wants to go. All the very best... rlc