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After my sixty years of being thrown into The weed wheelbarrow Of everyday life. I have come to realize. I am not a weed! I am an Aromatic plant For I have blossomed into a Accolade For those who choose to devour my tender bits of knowledge. To adhere to the plane of what we call Observation Onward along the path to understanding. I could be A joy, sharing my memories, Among those who long for simplicity. Who wish to take back the good old days of yesteryear? I offer handshakes and integrity. But, For those of you who are NOT considerate of us and think of us as old weeds. WE Herbs want to say. We May be over the hill But we are just picking up speed. From free verse....Random thoughts of an Old White Woman