Virginia Wylie: Elves at Play

Here I'm comparing my working days with retirement.

 

Elves and imps romped unheard

Sprites twinkled by unseen

Joyous games unwanted, unheeded...

Life's road curved 'round

Went up and down

I trod it patiently

Walked so purposely

Days of duty came and went

Days, of course, well spent

Trial was meant and had to be

Time given graciously

Yet, closer nears the night 

New paths now invite...

Elves and imps laugh, I hear

Sprites dip and dance, I see

I want, I need, I heed

When the elves peep out, I say

Teach me how to play

I'll be an elf myself.

 

Virginia L. Wylie

 

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Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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