My life is full already,
I feel old and full of doubt.
I’m full of worrying discord,
I feel frail and plagued with doubt.

I’m full of negative emotion,
On my daily wheel of derision.
My life is full already,
But there is a chink of light.

Move over all that baggage,
I see there’s room enough.
I place my heart on the front seat,
My carriages full of hope.

I watch the children playing,
I trundle past lovers in embrace.
I remember all of my passions,
Chiffon wrapped dreams slide into place.

Sleepy baby eyes open.
They look deeply into mine.
My life is already full, I remember,
Abundance was there all the time!

For my Grandchildren