Senior Friend Finder Has Blogs
I was looking around Senior Friend Finder and was surprised to discover they have blogs! So of course I started to read them 
There are many posts I wanted to share with you guys but here is one of them for now. I thought it was beautiful… hope you enjoy!
I wrote this poem during a very dark time in my life…to remind myself of what an incredible journey I’ve had. I’m sharing it here in the small chance that it will help others look to their own treasured “good times” when they are in a bleak period:
My Own
I’ve ridden mountain trails where few have dared to go
And marveled at the majesty of peaks white-capped with snow
I’ve seen the red hawk take to flight and eagles soar on high
Wings spread wide in graceful glide across an azure sky
I’ve made my bed in hidden meadows where grass grows lush and deep
And while the Northern Lights did dance I counted stars to sleep
Then thru’ the ghostly morning mist beneath a sky turned pink
Saw doe and fawn slip silently to stream’s edge for a drink
I’ve gazed across the vastness of the desert country where
The pungent sage and juniper perfumed the evening air
And watched the setting sun paint skies a brilliant hue
Of flaming red and orange then shade to midnight blue
And from my youth I still recall a sultry summer night
OF swimming naked in a lake bathed in pale moonlight
Then rising from dark waters with silver drops still clinging
I let the breeze caress my skin and set my senses singing
I’ve known the heat of passion and felt the primal need
Rising to another’s touch enflamed with urgent greed
Desire all consuming, climbing to that height
The pinnacle of pleasure with love its beacon light
I’ve felt the first faint flutter of life beneath my heart
And held my babies to my breast, astonished that a part
Of love we’d shared would come to be this tiny miracle
And lifted up my thanks to God for making life so full
So…I will not grieve for love now lost or promises forsaken
Nor mourn for things that might have been on paths that were not taken
With all the wonders that I’ve seen and pleasures that I’ve known
My life has been uniquely blessed…I’m glad it is my own!
Gay Stockdale (copyright 1/02)