WRITERS ABROAD MAGAZINE: THE THIRD SPACE
OLD? NOT ME...
BY CHRISTINE NEDAHL
When did ageing
mean being sedate?
Take to town, get home late.
Mum and Dad
never allowed it,
moaned and groaned,
frowned and admonished.
Then the kids
curbed quite a bit,
all you needed
a wink of sleep
squeezed between
the monitor bleep
and constant
feeding frenzy.
Take the last bus,
stay with a friend,
fun's not the remit
of young and trendy.
Girlfriend, boyfriend,
husband or wife,
have a blast, enjoy
while there's still life.
Rebel against
pastel and beige,
live for the day
drink gin and tonics.
Life is a journey
never slink out -
exit with panache
more fun in that.
31 | MAY 2017