The Poetry of Jill Henderson-Long

NOT OVER THE HILL

I refuse to believe
that I'm over the hill.
I have life experience.
I have life skill.
I'm wiser than wise
in the ways of the world.
I've learnt many lessons
as life has unfurled.
I feel that it's time
to let you all know,
I'm pleased with my lot.
I continue to grow.
I'm not quite prepared
to give up the fight,
nor vanish, forgotten
or fade with the night.
This life is great!
This life is heaven!
Who would believe
I'm just forty-seven?
So build up your confidence,
work on that smile.
You'll find that it's worth it
mile after mile.
Mile after mile,
there's so much to do!
Over the hill?
I'm not. Are you?

Squirrels chasing so
high in the tree harnessing
spring's new energy.