Last Wishes
written by: Eileen Clark
@DiixieLove
I want to walk down a gravel road
Hear stones crunching under my feet
On one side Daisies and Black Eyed Susans
On the other a field of swaying wheat
I want to sit at an old picnic table
Near a lake, in the woods, under trees
That shouldn’t be asking for too much
There was a time when I did all of these
I want to ride my bike, take a hike
Dig my toes down in hot ocean sand
Smell of nature in all the pasture land
I want to rake up red and yellow leaves
Alas, a finial plea amongst all of these
Is to thank Jehovah one more time on bended knees
Stead in a wheelchair I sit, on my porch, in the breeze
I'm an elderly lady with three grown children, two teenage granddaughters, and many great-grandkids, and two cats. In second grade, my aunt gave me a little book of poems called "A Child's Garden of Verses" by Robert Louis Stevenson. It didn't interest me much, so I shelved it and forgot about it for months. Eventually, I rediscovered the little blue book, fell in love with the poems, and often read them. Despite a learning disability, I quit school at sixteen but later earned my GED at 43. Over the years, I stayed busy caring for home, family, friends, and pets while working outside. I pursued painting and found a liking for writing poems. Now, with rheumatoid arthritis, I've created a website for my art and poems. My simple writings reflect memories, imagination, life experiences, and my struggle with arthritis.
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