I expected that I would have all my fun in my youth,

I expected that sunrises and sunsets would grow dim with my eyesight,

I expected that my taste buds would shrivel right along with my hormones,

But, I hadn’t expected you.

I expected that my statue might shrink inversely to my waist,

I expected that my hair might gray, but, middle age wouldn’t catch me,

I expected that life would go on as it always had,

But, I hadn’t expected you.

I expected that passion would be aligned with art,

I expected that joy would be in things intangible,

I expected that old hearts might fade into solitary oblivion,

But, I hadn’t expected you.

And, what an unexpected surprise,

The you, to my me,

and the summation that equaled us,

I hadn’t expected that.

An unexpected expectation. Is that an oxymoron?

copyright @dbw 2018








Happy boomer gal ( read smart, feisty, quirky, adventuresome, funny, sassy woman of a certain generation) willing to share my journey and advice with anyone who would not repeat my mistakes. Happy to fully disclose the joys and pitfalls of love at any age, the heartbreak of aging(or not) and the joys inherent in every day, thru poetry, photography and whatever creative entity that would bring a smile to a hurting heart. Writer, lover, wife, Mother, sister, daughter, friend, missionary, humanitarian, exhorter, educator, activist, student, Bible reader, traveler, advocate, pharmacist. Come along, you won't be bored, I promise!

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