Hello, dear
me, ten years from now.
You are now
sixty-four.
How is two
thousand twenty-two?
I wonder
what’s in store.
Has all your
hair turned gray or white?
And did you
lose some weight?
What is your
daily schedule like?
Do you still
stay up late?
Do you
finally have an empty nest?
Did hubby
leave his job?
Is your
house all spic and span?
Or are you
now a slob?
How is your
lovely daughter, now?
And has she
met her prince?
Did God
answer this prayer of mine,
Are you a
grandma since?
Your son is
almost thirty-eight,
Did he grow
to be a man?
Does he have
family and job?
Or he’s like
Peter Pan?
Are you
still writing every day?
Or are you
finally though?
And did you
take up carpentry
like I so
threatened to?
Did you take an Alaskan cruise?
And see the Island state?
If so, you’ve
seen all fifty now,
Not just the
forty-eight.
Did you
spend money and your time
In ways that
are worthwhile?
And most of
all, did you do things
That made
your Father smile?
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