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Later life


Later life, water under the bridge, dreams fulfilled,

Promises for the most part kept, mistakes just a few,

Time to move on, time for ladies to: ‘live their lives,’

Becoming girls again; girls who do lunch, socialize,

Swim, take command of their lives, whizz around

Town in their sports coupes, and shop ‘til they drop.

Spring re-enters the heart, love and life take on a

New and distinctly more active prospect.
 


Later life, becomes a love life, the love of life.

Age is but a number, time is but a spell, a measure

Of convenience, keep a secret, kiss or tell? A date,

An invitation to dine, he’ll call about nine, where

Might it lead? Where might one want it to lead...?

Whisked away in a big bucks snappy roadster, a

Tesla all electric no less. Time for a girl to take her

Time, bathe at her leisure, consult her wardrobe,

Dress low cut? Not too much, but just enough.



Later life, ‘the time of your life,’ the first day of the

Rest of your life, who could resist such an opportunity?

Not the girl above, nor the chap about to call and whisk

Her away in his solar chariot. No one, no matter who

They are is exempt, banned, barred or otherwise turned

Away from the joys of life. Later life can be a page turner,

A rebirth, a new chapter of companionship, love and

Laughter. A celebration of life as it should be; going

Places, doing things together, wild things, mad things...

Marking that wonderful, that glorious, that hard worked

For autumn getaway, colloquially known as: ‘Later Life.’



© Joseph G Dawson






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