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Inspiration for those of us on our way to 88

WHEN I AM 88

By Frances H. Kakugawa

I will have a love affair
That will leave me
Trembling
On a windless day.

I will drown in Puccini,
Mozart, Verdi...
Tidal waves roaring
Inside of me.

I will feel the brush strokes
Of Van Gogh,
Clawing, bleeding
My inner flesh.

I will be Shakespeare
Vibrant, on stage,
Rivers rushing, splashing
Over moss and stone.

I will become soft,
Sensuous, wet
Against your skin,
Silk against steel.

When I am 88,
I will still be woman,
W-O-M-A-N,
Yes!


Frances H. Kakugawa writes about her 'Rage against the dying of the Light'. She was in a 10-minute visit to a lady MD about a pain she wanted diagnosed. The MD said she didn't look her age, and without any hands on checking wrote out a prescription for pain blockage. Frances wanted to know the origin of the pain, so she dropped the prescription in the rubbish on the way out.

So to that MD and to all healthcare providers who see the elderly as having lived out their lives after age 55 and who believes age determines productivity and value, here's a 'stick my tongue out at you' poem from her collection called "Mosaic Moon, Caregiving Through Poetry".

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