It’s the last Poetic Thursday of January. Our friend, Pam, and her kitties, Teddy and Angel Sammy, at Two Spoiled Cats, gave us this poignant image for our inspiration for today’s poetry:
Here’s my poem:
Love Being You
I looked in the mirror and what did I see?
My young-woman-self looking back at me.
I said: “I am winter, you are spring;
we can’t know what the years will bring.”
Her whispered reply, words soft and true:
“When I grow up, I’m going to love being you.”
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 
Excellent poem and it reflects what a lot of think when we look in the mirror if we just look at ourselves with honest eyes. Getting old can be graceful or not depending on US. What we see is what we are……and what we are is what we see. You my friend obviously love being you – as I love being me. We are two of the lucky ones!
Hugs, Pam
Love it! Of course, I am winter too.
That poem is absolutely spot on. Our mom loved it! XOCK, angels Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid & Sawyer, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy, Kizmet, Audrey, Raleigh, Gibbs & Tali
Bravo, Bravo & Bravo!! Dianna, I know I have told you this many times but it’s true you get better and better. I pray you are keeping these poems and someday we’ll put them in a book. You my dear friend are a good writer of Drpoems & and and so much more. ♥️🌹🤗
I love your poem. I hope it’s true for all of us.
We talked about ‘ meta ‘ this morning … well … here ya go !