When I Am Old
When I am old.............
......I shall wear Turquoise and soft grey sweatshirts...and a bandana over
my long, silver hair.....and I shall spend my Social Security cheques on
Sweet Wine and My Dogs.......and sit in my house on my well-worn chair and
listen to my dog's breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm Summer night and take my dogs for
a run, if my old bones will allow... and when people come to call, I will
smile and nod as I walk out and show them my dogs...and talk of them and about them...
The Ones so Beloved of the Past and the Ones so Beloved of Today....
I still will work hard cleaning their runs and mopping and feeding them and
whispering their names in a soft, loving way.. I will wear the gleaming
sweat on my throat, like a jewel .. and I will be an mbarrassment to
all...and my family.. who have not yet found the peace in being free to have
dogs as your Best Friends....
These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall...and eagerly
jump to their feet out of a sound sleep, to greet you ......as if you are a God.
With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope that you will stay and hug
their big, strong necks...and kiss their dear sweet heads...and whisper to
them of your love and the beautiful pleasure of their very special company....
I look in the Mirror...and see I am getting old....this is the kind of
woman I am...and have always been. Loving dogs is easy,they are part of
me,accept me for who I am, my dogs appreciate my presence in their lives...
when I am old this will be important to me...you will
understand when you are old....and if you have dogs to love too.