"let your boat of life be light, packed with only
what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, someone to love and someone to love you,
enough to eat and enough to wear
and a little more than enough to drink:
for thirst is a dangerous thing"

Friday, 22 February 2013

eleven to fifty-four in the blink of an eye...

Sandra Cisneros, “Eleven”

Time definitely goes so much faster as you get older 

Remember being young and 

how time dragged?
you were always waiting 
for the next school holiday, 
or a birthday
always waiting for things to happen 

Now it is more difficult
I keep trying to make time, 
and with some planning you can 
and when you do it is 
so good 
but when you can't it worries you
because it is sometimes difficult

It does not seem that long ago 
that I was eleven
and now I am like an onion,
age is just a number and 
when I get asked my age, 
I have to think about it, 
often making myself a year older
than what I am
not "ten" like I did when I was eleven

That is a  bit sad

"It takes a few days, weeks even, sometimes even months before you say "eleven" when they ask you.  And you don't feel smart eleven, not until you are almost twelve.  That is the way it is"

That is the way it was

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