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FRIVOLOUS DAYS OF LUXURIOUS SPLENDOR
On certain frivolous days of luxurious splendor,
Infrequent happenstances in old age . . . .
When life moves then at a leisurely tempo,
Like a butterfly upon a languorous breeze,
I flutter freely through the day uninterrupted,
The day a utopia of lovely sensations,
A wonderland of exotic emotions . . . .
These days make old age bearable.
Truly Wonderland personified
Truly Wonderland personified it reminds me of the beginning and end of that book...
Sounds like you're just now
Sounds like you're just now hitting your prime!
My Secret River
Some days
the physical body says I am over the hill. The mind is still sharp. Thanks for the comment. -- Stephen