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In the great blue pool, swimming and floating
Dream of green lakes, rowing, paddle boating
Thinking of castles where builders make a moat
And grandparents protect toddlers on whom they dote
Revived, I'll go upstairs to sit at my desk
Sorting out my life, clearing up leftover mess
I should make a list of everything I've missed
Though I can't go back to kiss those I never kissed
No point sighing, crying for long-forgotten sorrow
Instead I must plan action for tomorrow
Skills I need to be a better wife
A plan for where to go the rest of my life
Maybe not fighting, maybe not writing
Maybe cooking, maybe cleaning
When you feel passionate about it
Nothing is deaming, everything has meaning
When I'm gone, or deaf and blind
What precious gifts of joy will I leave behind?
In four safe walls, a window in my room
I leave thoughts to inspire like rose perfume
Alive can't dream of passing on
Write my life of delights, righting all wrongs
In my deep sleep, I will be gloating
About the plans I made when I was gently floating.
-ends-
Anthony in the pool at Marina Bay Sands. Sharot family photo.
Copyright Angela Lansbury.
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