POEM STARTER

Write a poem from the perspective of an elderly person about the topic of their inner child.

Old And Free

Oh, how the days drown in the sunset.

There was a time I looked the sunset for hours.

But now the chilid in me is resting its head,

The burdens of life finally chatching up.

But I don’t feel old.

I feel young.

I stood up and walked down the stairs,

I went shopping and bought only ice cream,

I tried on cheap clothing and bought everything I liked,

I ran in the rain and got soaked,

I sipped wine in a hot bath with cucumbers on my face,

I watched every Harry Potter movie in one night and drank coffee in the morning,

I went to a play and laughed out loud not caring who hears me,

I realised at some point the chilid in me woke and my spirits with it.

I am now that old lady that will give you the best advice at one am in the McDonald’s bathrooms,

I am the old lady who just doesn’t care.

And I love it.

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