Leaving by Jennifer Nichols

                                                                     

I’m old

let me leave this world

before I forget the best of it

sunsets flowers waves crashing

the smell of tomatoes on the vine

picking blackberries eating peaches

the warmth of the sun on my body

friendship and the people I love

if I should forget all this 

it will be time to go

Jennifer Nichols is new to submitting her poetry. She is ninety two years old.