Poetry and Beauty for Saturday, May 10, 2003

The view from my window is cluttered wih bushes, and trees. I cannot even see the street. Only little spots of green arranged in leaves, grass stems with a fence behind and a step ladder in front, that is what I see. I love an uncrowded view. To see mountain, sky and horizon. I didn't grow up with a... Sign in to see full entry.

That until I was fifty, I was generally unhappy and found life to be mostly hard. Now that I'm fifty two, I am prettier than I've been in a while. I'm overweight but in a pleasing way. That last two years have been the happiest of my life. This year the best. What I want to know is: Why did it take... Sign in to see full entry.