Looking forward thinking back
So I'm still alive,Not yet ready to quit.
It's nice to share a life,
With my lovely wife.
At the age of seventy,
Not quite seventy one.
Still looking for fun,
At what age had it begun.
I look at her she smiles,
Together we've trodden.
Many a happy mile,
Thinking back makes me smile.
As I said many a happy day,
Together oblivious. To the
ways of the outside world,
I wouldn't want it any other way.
No anger to vent,
Everydays struggle's paying rent.
Having nothing to give up,
Not even for lent.
Yet we still have our charitable ways,
Helping others along day by day.
Not caring what others say,
So now we're set in our ways.
Rich in many blessed things,
Yet forever thankful for being.
Through our eyes the world,
That we have been seeing.
No pestilence no war's (if only),
Without one another the time.
Itself would have moved slowly,
My life insignificant and yet.
I've shared my life with others,
That have been more than I can say.
Thinking back my life has never been,
A has been. Although I have been
a jelly bean along the way.
Come what may,
Know I've lived a full life,
I wouldn't want it any other way.
With my children and my wife,
By my side day by day.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2024-01-10 at 10:12
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