Perk up!
So the path behind is longer
than the trail ahead.
Wild flowers still bloom,
ready for picking along the way.
No more reins to white knuckle.
The children are loose
reining in their own foals,
galloping in fields you planted,
tended many years ago.
Embrace your lover joyfully
as days and weeks slip by.
Love more deeply, gently, surely.
Expect to share the morrow gladly
as you kiss the night goodbye.
Written fordVerse, the virtual pub for poets, where Frank is tending bar, asking us to write a soliloquy poem today. Photo from Pixabay.com
lillian the home poet 
Very nice lines and good advice for anyone at any age: “Embrace your lover joyfully
as days and weeks slip by.”
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I find myself contemplating aging lately…..I guess it’s mh age! 🙂
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Wonderful pep talk to one’s self. Letting go of the reins for the kids is a tremendous blessing for anyone with children.
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Oh yes…..understanding our children are the parents now to their children. 🙂
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For many of us, your soliloquy falls on us like a warm sweet embrace. As poets and spouses and Winter travelers, we shout hurrah and thank-you.
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Glad you enjoyed, Glenn. I find myself considering the aging process as a privilege these days. 🙂
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Very nice!
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I like this poem about continuing to enjoy life, no matter how much is behind or ahead.
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You have some lovely metaphors here, Lillian.
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Your contemplation on the short end of the trail is thought provoking.
Expect to share the morrow gladly
as you kiss the night goodbye.
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Truly love is what matters. ❤️
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I love your notes to self – I’m always writing them and have a Filofax full of them! I love that yours are more pep talks than reminders. I especially enjoyed the lines:
‘The children are loose
reining in their own foals’
and
‘Expect to share the morrow gladly
as you kiss the night goodbye.’
I agree with Glenn that your soliloquy falls on us like a warm sweet embrace.
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So beautifully penned Lillian, I love the idea of your grandchildren as ‘foals galloping in fields you planted’ 💜 xxx
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Sweetness pervades these words. Thank you
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What a lovely word picture of a long and happy marriage. What a blessing!
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These are great reminders… especially when you sit and look back and wonder how much that is left to do.
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The candid tone in this works so well, it really invites the reader in. I really enjoyed reading.
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Wonderful perspective, Lillian, on aging well!
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“love more deeply”. I adore this poem!
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A lovely, positive poem, Lillian!
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That’s so lovely! I particularly liked the idea of our children tending their own foals in the fields we have planted. That’s such a beautiful image.
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