Wondrous poem yet again on aging.

Now I sit,
I write,
and I am grateful
Hard to be me,
but I wouldn’t want to be anyone else
No Need to Rush, No Place to Go
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Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Dec 21, 2021
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Wondrous poem yet again on aging. I watched part of the Let It Be documentary and felt so old, yet so grateful to have been alive then.
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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