This is the final of the A and I Poetry challenge, I co-hosted with Ineke from IScrap2.
The October Prompt was
~ Write a poem to, or about, your future self.
How might you see yourself, or your life, in ten years time.
I am a bit stuck with the rhyming format. Anyway, here is my contribution:
Hey You!
You always doubt yourself; to self, you aren’t that kind,
so do you heed that lesson any better, in ten years time?
Your head is filled with Scandi dreams, of cool and wintry climes,
Whilst living out your life, in heat, with family’s loved pastimes.
Children: oh they have aged so fast, it’s now harder to keep up,
Do you care for any grandchildren, or only Schnauzer pups?
Is there work, or books, that fill your days, so happily evermore?
Surely there’s those countless walks, along the sandy beach foreshore?
Life’s curves can twist, and you might land so soft, or brutally hard,
Changes in health might come so fast, your mind must be on guard.
I hope the body is still supple, and your mind sharp enough,
To contribute to community, a blog, a conversation, and silly stuff.
Ageing is not a pleasant thing, it kinder creeps up on you,
A seventh decade life stage, then retiring from plainview.
As constant as the sun greets each morning, in the east,
Your pursuit of happiness and fun will continue till you cease.
Amanda
2018
This is me 8 years ago…. 
and now
and I hope this still will be me in ten years time….
Something poetic to ponder About
Something to Ponder About 
Yes! May our pursuit for happiness and fun never cease. That is a powerful message to our future selves. Well done. You don’t seem to be aging much – you certainly haven’t changed much on the outside.
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Thank you Hester. Yet I feel the decade between 50 -60 and 60 -70 are exponentially different from say, 30 -40. But age is just a number, it is more important how we feel in ourselves and our minds. Most daysI feel around 34!! How about you? Do you feel your exact chronological age?
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To tell you the truth Amanda, no, I keep forgetting that I am closer to 70 than to 60. I am afraid that I am growing older in a very age-inappopriate and disgraceful manner 😀 I must add, though, that at this age, I have a greater appreciation for the small pleasures and beauty of life, my family and friends; I enjoy things that I never had time for during my working years.
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We shouldn’t get too troubled if we forget our age as it shouldn’t dictate how we live our life. Isn’t that the truth about lack of time for reflection, in the working years? Life goes by in a blur and it is only when we are no longer working that we can slow down time and reflect on life with all its nuances, properly. I like working part time as this gives me a small slice of this life without fully retiring from paid work. Mind you, since my husband retired, the days that used to be my own are filled up easily with him and his activities. I am reminded of that line in the John Lennon song, ” Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” When working full time, a year could so easily slip by in a blur of day to day routines; weekends spent catching up on those chores that never got done through the week, and social activities, kids homework, etc etc. The upside of being busy is that when you examine it in retrospect, it was a solid life filled to the brim. And with that we should be satisfied.
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True words Amanda
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Yeah! Here’s to happy and inspiring next ten years, and beyond!
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AbsolutelyI
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