Come play with me,
come run with me,
come dance with me in the sun!
Run up the hills of heather,
go bounding down and around,
I’m not sure I can anymore,
my body’s just not the same,
“Oh, yes, my dear, we can”,
you said,
as you pointed to your head,
“We’re only twenty-one”.
Come play with me,
frolic with me,
roll about in the sand.
In our memory we can go there,
again and again and again.
I’ll rock in my rocking chair,
and you will keep my beat,
before you know it,
we’ll be there,
frolicking in love’s heat.
I love you, I love you, I love you,
and that’s where we will go,
to play and run and frolic and laugh,
love giggles that only we know.
“We’re ageless”, you said,
“and here we are,
only twenty-one,
though our bodies are eighty-four,
nothing can take that youthful glow
so let us go play in the sun”.
© Janet Mitchell, May 2012
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I’m behind in reading, but I see you’re on a roll with the love theme! I think the mind has much to do with how we age. If we think younger, then we act younger. I want to be frolicking at 84, not knitting in a rocking chair
….or having rocking chair races!!
To run and play with the one you love is ageless. Sharing that into our golden years keeps us young. Thank you for writing what brought a tear to my eye.
Thank you so much. I wish the same for you.
Happy tears, I hope! ♥
This piece of poetry had given me a smile of hope that I be never sad if I could play now ! thank you …
You are welcome, and I wish you play!
This poem beautifully captured our ageless spirit, and it reminds me of my Mother. When she was in her late 70′s, and couldn’t hardly walk due to pain in her legs, I asked her what would be the first thing she would do if her legs healed? And she replied, “I would dance!”. She loved to dance and did way into her senior years. Her body got old but not her spirit.
Thank you. That is being in the now and the now and the now. We are ageless. We are always twenty-one!
Agree!