A woman at a certain age
counts her hatched chickens
she observes life’s horizons 
and thinks..“what the dickens?”

she draws up her bucket list
and starts marking her dreams
she develops itchy feet
because time has sped up-it seems

a woman of a certain age
clear about what she does NOT want
will push off into the unknown
and of life, no longer nonchalant

©Vivian Zems

MLMM Tale weaver #163-Ageing