for National Poetry Month and inspired by this blog post a semi-stream of consciousness poem
before i die i want to visit the southern hemisphere, learn to speak spanish, truly and finally, and accept my mistakes as i go, be a fabulous old woman, starting now, write a book, and then another, and then, perhaps, keep on going.
before i die i want to learn a visual art, canoe in the grand canyon, push my body to its limits, feel really deep fear and live past it.
before i die i want to see how my kids turn out, know what contentment feels like, sing on stage one more time, be cured of my seasickness so i can snorkel and scuba that reef that's slowly disappearing.
and i want to know what's on your list.