At 17
on Sheila Ash (India), 25/Feb/2018 05:19, 34 days ago
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“And those whose names were never calledWhen choosing sides for basketball”© Janis Ian, 1975https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/janisian/atseventeen.htmlAt 17, I was like Janis Ian’s songthe name not called for basketballthe mince pie left upon the platethe one stood up on a blind date.At 27, I ambled on adriftsauntering tryst to trystwaiting for Prince Charming’s kisslost with Morgaine in Avalon’s magic mist.At 37, quite dejected,career in tatters, Unperfectedlovers lost to better others:never to become a mother.At 47 am reinventedI let the pass die unlamentedforgot the emptying mobile phoneforgot the lunches twice postponed.At 57 I’d faced my greatest fearssaid farewell to angst in Algiers,found a world that welcomes smiling facesthat ageless beauty Time embracesa 67 more content than evera vibrant spirit never bent, never severedan inner strength that does not dependon the transience of so called friends.© Sheila Ash, 2018ashramblings
