100 Odd Words #18 - Without Warning


When I am a very old woman,
I shall wear red
with a hat that matches perfectly.
Should anyone object
I’ll gladly switch to a black one,
since black matches everything 
and looks damn fabulous doing it.

My pension will be spent on bourbon 
and silk shirts 
and I will still have money for butter.

I have no sobriety of youth to make up for—
I who talk to the moon,
and dance in the rain.

When I am a very old woman 
I will tend my own garden, 
pick my own flowers, 
and let my neighbors 
keep their own.

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