Saturday, April 6, 2013

When I am very old

If I should live so long
that I rattle when I move about
If my years add up to thinking
all food should taste like honey
then pour the sticky sweet goodness
into me however you can
roll me down to the ocean
Set my feet in the water
The waves will lift me up
The moon might be full
There will be familiar stars
Ka makau nui o Maui
will capture my spirit
so it can soar like ‘iwa kali’i
do not leave me sitting in any chair
contemplating a lack of teeth in my mouth
let me keep my gratitude for life
let’s celebrate it all the way
to the edge of my time
that is enough

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