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As nostalgic as it is, there's surely some personal recompense in seeing our children grown and living self-sufficiently. My personal mentor once told me that I should be proud that my daughters are doing just what I brought them up to do - that is - to be responsible and live independently.

Well, she's been my mentor for my entire life, and she hasn't misdirected me yet. To me, that means it's simply time to think of myself. I want to travel more.. If I haven't seen it, I want to. If I have seen it, I may just want to see it again. Life "beckons" me.

Day of Beckoning

I hear My Day of Beckoning
From Muses to my lair
ĎTis long enough my Reckoning
Lifeís Sirens fill the air.

Enough Responsibility
Iíve been grown up too long
Iím ready for Frivolity
To sing that Sirenís Song

No more of this hibernal game
With tufted quilts and snow
I hear Adventure call my name
With all it shall bestow.

A fortnightís nurturant avow,
Time now to shed that skin
My burdens all are lighter now
New Journeys can begin.

My Quest in life to have some Fun
And write of all I see
Iíll tell you when Iíve touched the Sun
Thence Sirenís Song Iíll be.

So, heed me well, I have forespake
Iíll venture to and fro,
But I know not the road Iíll take
Iíll pave it as I go

Entrust in this, loved ones and friends,
I and my Traveliní van
Will forge new trails by this yearís end -
Iíll be a Traveliní Nan.

Is IRony in Hearkening?
Lifeís Sirenís luring word?
I hear My Day of Beckoning,
The Sweetest Song Iíve heard?

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