The rainbow and the ravens
made me feel hopeful,
as they always do.
Remembering.
Those days. I miss them.
But in some ways,
inside of me,
they never ended.
That blooming, that becoming, the beginning.
We can die anytime,
but I haven't yet,
and as I get closer to The End,
it all still feels like it's starting.
Moonchild Diva
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-turning-60/
