When I grow old I shall wear golden clips
in my silver hair and soft blue comfort clothes.
I will spend my social security checks on good books,
junk food, and special feed for my beloved animals.
I will sit in the evenings in my living room and
watch crazy people on TV and listen
to my Dogs snore.
I will rise before dawn when everything’s asleep
and take my strong coffee and my dogs outside to
watch the birds and squirrels wake up.
I will wear my rainbow colored socks and my
soft old house shoes as I feed them all
until their bellies hang.
When people come to visit I will smile and nod as
I show them my special friends that await my
first movement every morning with eyes full of love.
I know I am getting older but I am not afraid for
they will love me and keep me smiling.
They are a part of me and they understand
what words can not say
They ask for nothing in return except
love and food
They appreciate my presence in their lives
When I am old they will be pearls
upon my neck