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poetry about and photography of everyday happenings and sights

Does It Really Matter?

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I remember the Christmases

when I made everything…

a boxwood wreath, a kissing 

ball, an apple pineapple tree,

seven different kinds of cookies,

hot fudge sauce, and bourbon

nut bread to name a few…

and one year furniture for a 

doll house. No artificial greens 

dared appear in my home! 

And now at 80,

my large and small trees

are artificial, and the greens

around my lamp post and

mailbox are fake as is one

inside wreath. The one on

the door is real only because

it was a gift! My younger self

would be appalled but my

80-year-old self just smiles

and wonders how I had

the energy to do what I did!

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Author: BHW

I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.

3 thoughts on “Does It Really Matter?

  1. Kathleen's avatar

    Betty, your younger preparations sound exquisite and now your older ones sound wise and also exquisite. A lovely lesson for us all.

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  2. Joan's avatar

    I loved this, Betty. Your poetry writing 80 year old self captured the change aging brings perfectly.

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  3. LuAnne Holder's avatar

    I am only 67, Betty, and I have scaled down oh so much. It is all ok. We can celebrate as we wish. And I bet you didn’t have time back when to write such lovely poetry.

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