Thursday, November 15, 2012

18 till I die

This is based on a totally crazy thought of mine! Sharing with you guys:

I think of the day, the day, the day,
When I will have wrinkles all over my face…
When my hair will grow completely white,
When my thoughts will be free to fly like a kite…
When I will become a little whimsical,
When I will be free from the prison of ambitions…
When I will just have nothing to take care of and no worries,
When I will have time to cherish all my childhood memories…
When I will probably wear a spec with thick lenses,
When I will become friends with pain in back and knees…
When I will have ample time to fulfill all my hobbies,
When I will love to hear the word called Granny…
When I will go to the Garden with my old fellow friends,
When I will love to sit under the tree and gossip with them…
When my children will start guiding me for everything under the sun,
When I will boast about my experiences to my grandchildren…
When I will start calling my husband whimsical,
When I will start getting irritated with his anger…
When I will have the power to ask him to keep quiet,
When my world will shrink to him and his lovely smile…
When my wrinkles will show my years of existence,
When my white hair will narrate the tale of my experiences…
How will I feel when all this will occur?
Weird, odd, happy, bizarre, contented or peculiar…
I am sure I will still sing my fav song,
18 till I die: the theme of my life:)

Keep Smiling:)

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